My Marriott Staycation: Backyard Bliss

Over the last week, you might have noticed that I spent a lot of time in Brooklyn — and living out of a suitcase.

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While summer in New York City is a safe-haven from cicadas (for the most part), the suffocating humidity still has most of us ready to hop a plane (or a jitney) to get the hell outta here for a weekend.

I’m a recent exception to this, I suppose, but when you’re traveling as often as I have been over the past few months, sometimes you just want to stay put.

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Me & Public Speaking

Some things in life are better in moderation… Like me and public speaking.

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I’m candid. Really candid. I’m a woman with too many thoughts and questions and things to say.

I always wonder if people realize what they’re getting into when they ask me to speak openly at their panels and conferences. Like, LOL! They trust me? Do they read the weird shit I write and project onto the Internet?

Okay, then. It’s cool if I say exactly what’s on my mind and make no apologies for potential discomfort, right?

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Pier 62

You ever have one of those days where you just. do. not. want. to. do. anything?

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Totally, right? That was me last night — despite a slew of after-work events I’d over-ambitiously committed to. Some days (most days), the only thing I want to RSVP to after a long day at work is my ass on the couch with $25 worth of delivery.

But, about last night — obviously, I rallied:

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Event Recap: 7th Annual Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic

So by now, I’m sure you know what I did this weekend — and I’d venture to guess that if I even begin to utter the phrase “Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic,” one more time, you’ll collectively tell me to shut the hell up.

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So instead, I’ll skip it and get to the highlights — the golden moments before, during and after the match. Fashion Week style.

During the Polo Classic Day in Which We Sat In a Field to Swill Champagne successfully entailed: Lots of friends, four(ish) bottles of rosé, two boat rides and one shower curtain.

Here goes:

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