My favorite part of 80s movies is when life immediately changes for the main character via a rockin’ soundtrack and a 3-minute montage.  There’s usually a change in wardrobe, a new hop in the step, and perhaps some sort of exercise/sewing project/conquering of frizz or braces. That’s kind of how I feel right now.

The song in the background is Yo DJ Pump this Party, for no discernible reason other than there is never a time when it is not stuck in my head.

The past few days have been overwhelming and exciting, lovely and sad, exhilarating and utterly exhausting.  This week I walked a half marathon in a bra to raise money for breast cancer research and treatment, visited a cultural/media institution that may as well be a part of my family, saw my father cry for the first time at his sister’s wake, and released my first book to an audience filled with my closest friends.  I don’t have many words left in me, but I have pictures.  Please accept this simple posting of pictures to express how overwhelmed, emotional, and appreciative I am.


I went down to DC last Friday for an interview at NPR!


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Moonwalk NYC

So much fun, we’re already planning our team theme for next year!

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Elle magazine, Entertainment Weekly, Salon, The Daily Beast/ Women in the World, MSN Glo, New York Daily News

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Thank you all for being a part of my life.  For reading my trials and tribulations, and supporting some random chick on the Internet you may or may not know in real life.

Now, I need a nap.  Montages are hard work.