No, your other left

I’m left brained, not the math left, your other left.  Don’t get me wrong, I can do math.  I even own an abacus, granted its a decorative abacus, vintage per se; Pottery Barn circa 1999.  This part of my brain leads my creativity.  It is what allows me to pull a page from a Pottery Barn, [...]

Too Hot for Teacher

I’ve worn glasses since the fourth grade.  The first version was beautiful; they were a rose colored thick plastic frames with hockey puck lenses, basically summoning Sally Jesse Raphael.  After elementary school I graduated into wire frames – which is a stupid idea for any 12 year old as they prove to bend out of [...]