Conference musings from today…

Please let today be witness that I coined the phrase “nano influencer”. I believe we have it on tape. I think I also said “granular influencer” but we all know that doesn’t really make sense. Next, on brands being a slow build and not an overnight success: “you build it page by page until finally…

Pod-a-licious listening!

My husband listens to over 1000 of audiobooks every year (yes, he’s the designated family uber driver), and although I absolutely love to read, I never have enough time to make it through the stack of delectable books on my nightstand. But I do love a good story. What’s a girl to do? For some…

I’m no pussy.

It was the pink. All that pink. All those pink pussy hats. The pink pussy hat that puts you into one very big compartment as a girl. You see, I’m not a girl. I don’t wear pink. I wear leather. And boots. And I’ll kick your ass. And the fact is, I don’t want you to…

Rachel Dolezal, it’s ok to be white.

I am white. I was 16 when I became a member of the ANC Youth League. My friend Tanya and I joined, meeting in the basement of a church in Tamboerskloof, Cape Town. Of course the ANC was banned in those days, so we were told to say we were attending church youth group meetings. I became…

Erev Yom Kippur (or the eve before the surf)

It is sometimes agonizing, life, isn’t it. The thin balance. The joy, the ecstasy, the pain and the concern. A cornered turned and suddenly there’s a different emotion. Await like a mugger, with a plan. Wanting your purse of joy. I was reading about a friend’s brother’s death. So sudden, so shocking, but yet almost…

I have never been to Boston but I have been there.

I have never been to Boston. But I have been there. And I know first hand that it’s a living hell you never want to revisit. I have been at my sister’s bedside, 48 hours after a bomb exploded at her feet. I have seen the layers of burnt skin. I have seen what happens…