Monday, December 3, 2007
How does an ad broad maintain self esteem in conference rooms peopled with the impossibly young and sculpted? This morning, scrambling for something to wear, I pulled down a lovely cashmere ensemble given to me by a friend whose mom passed away leaving a wardrobe too small to fit her. All day, 30-somethings complimented me on the outfit, asking where did I get it? Of course, I didn't let on that I'd shopped the closet of a deceased octogenarian.