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It’s finally here!

July 2, 2009


I picked this little guy up at the HOW Conference with a squeal of delight. After more than 15-years in the design community, my images and my words are collected within a front and back cover, for what they’re worth. I’m among some really great freelance designers, though, and that’s exceptionally cool.

If you haven’t seen me around already, just stop me next time you do. Chances are I’ll be carrying it around ready to show the next person who is willing to listen and look. (insert comment here about how I know how ridiculous I sound and that I fully realize I’m still in the honeymoon phase of this whole “being in a book” thing)

For any freelancers looking for great advice, you can get it here.

Another great freelance book can be found here also.


Light Summer Reads: Jen Lancaster

June 6, 2008

I’ve been wanting to write an entry about fun and fashion-y summer reads and, in the back of my mind, I always wanted to start with Jen Lancaster‘s books: Bitter is the New Black: Confessions of a Condescending, Egomaniacal, Self-Centered Smartass, or, Why You Should Never Carry a Prada Bag to the Unemployment Office and Bright Lights, Big Ass: A Self-Indulgent, Surly, Ex-Sorority Girl’s Guide to Why it Often Sucks in the City, or Who are These Idiots and Why Do They All Live Next Door to Me? I read both last year and I loved them! They were very clever, snarky and quick to read. Perfect for the poolside or to lighten your mood when waiting at the BMV.

But, while perusing Amazon, I saw this:

To my surprise, Mrs. Lancaster has a new book out called Such a Pretty Fat: One Narcissist’s Quest To Discover if Her Life Makes Her Ass Look Big, Or Why Pie is Not The Answer. It’s the third in her trilogy of memoirs and I think it should be just as entertaining as the first two installments (NOTE: If you decide to read these, I do recommend starting with Bitter since there is a chronological order).

Here is Jen’s note about the new book:

“To whom the fat rolls…I’m tired of books where a self-loathing heroine is teased to the point where she starves herself skinny in hopes of a fabulous new life. And I hate the message that women can’t possibly be happy until we all fit into our skinny jeans. I don’t find these stories uplifting; they make me want to hug these women and take them out for fizzy champagne drinks and cheesecake and explain to them that until they figure out their insides, their outsides don’t matter. Unfortunately, being overweight isn’t simply a societal issue that can be fixed with a dose healthy of positive self-esteem. It’s a health matter, and here on the eve of my fortieth year, I’ve learned I have to make changes so I don’t, you know, die. Because what good if finally being able to afford a pedicure if I lose a foot to adult onset diabetes?”