Escribir es una forma de terapia; a veces me pregunto cómo hacen los que no escriben, los que no pintan, los que no hacen música, para escapar de la locura, de la melancolía, del terror pánico que es inherente a la condición humana.
At twenty-one, I was a divorced single mother. At thirty, I was struggling to feed my children. At forty, I was starting over in a new country. At fifty, I was rebuilding my career. At sixty, I walked the runway at Fashion Week. Life begins at every age—if you dare to make a plan.
