Early last week I started hearing about an online commercial from Gillette; the popular shaving and personal care products brand. I guess I wasn’t paying close attention, because the only words that registered were ‘MeToo” and ‘backlash’; and the only clip that was played was ‘boys will be boys’. I spent days thinking it was women who were unhappy with the commercial. As a female who has mixed feelings about what the #MeToo movement has come to represent, I didn’t take the time to watch the commercial until Friday, and honestly, I couldn’t figure out why women were upset. I thought the ad had, for the most part, an upbeat and positive message. Now I admit to being slightly naïve to political

(Are You Confused About Flirting? MeToo!) I have never been good at flirting. I have said that my entire life and have often felt like I missed the Flirting Gene that so many of my friends use with ease. Me; I’m uncomfortable and have this bull-in-a-china-shop kinda experience when I try. Now with the #MeToo movement sweeping the headlines, I suddenly feel I have an abundance of company on the awkward side of the fence. Everyone is afraid. Personally, I think that is pretty sad. This post isn’t going to be about men-bashing or how everyone has a story to tell. Truth be told, I have a story too. But today isn’t the day. My hope for this post is to bring some clarity and common sense back to d

We all remember the star of the show, their name in lights, the celebration of their accomplishments. But it is important to remember that rarely does one ascend to the top of the rungs without the valuable support of those holding the ladder itself. Successes do not occur in a vacuum and we all need a little help every once in a while. And we will all be called upon to BE that help. Do not take this responsibility lightly. Let’s take a minute to consider Michael Collins. Who is that you ask? Let me give you a hint. Do the names Neil Armstrong and Edwin (Buzz) Aldrin mean anything to you? Of course, they do. They were the first two men to walk on the surface of the moon during the Apollo 11

This is the time of year when people come out of the woodwork to expound on the benefits of starting a new routine, charting a new course, mapping out a new strategy. As the face of Hope Boulevard, I was a little torn this year on my participation on this trending bandwagon. On the one hand, I felt it was my responsibility to infuse ‘hope’ into your plans and goals; to join my inspirational voice with the throng parading through your social media. On the other hand, this year, I decided I’m not. Instead, I want to come to you from the sidelines, in a quiet voice, giving you permission to not stress about or frantically search for a PLAN. I just simply want you to have joy; whatever that mean