Tittyology

Saggy Boob

2009-02-01T19:11:03-08:00

One saggy boob said to the other saggy boob:

'If we don't get some support soon, people will think we're nuts.'

I got this as part of an email the other day...thought it was funny. AND...for those of you - who like me - have had a double mastectomy, it gives you pause for gloating. (There are some upsides to the fake tatas. Ours will never be at our knees!)

Maids and Meal Service...leftovers from the mastectomy

2009-01-09T04:33:00-08:00

Just a little over a month ago, I was on the phone with a good friend of mine. We were talking about one of our favorite topics...creating our ideal life.

We were making a list of things and experiences we wanted to add to our lives.

We both put the following two things on our lists:

1. Maid Service
2. Meals - i.e. eat out or order in any time we wanted - or go to one of those dinner prep places...or perhaps have a maid that cooks when she comes in. (I used to tutor for a family whose weekly maid would throw together the most wonderful soups while she was there.)

After the mastectomy, I lost my desire to cook...my cooking mojo has only recently returned, and even though I have cleaned since the surgery, it's someting I no longer desire to do. (It's also a service I'd highly recommend while undergoing treatment. I didn't have it, but looking back, this is what I'd do. When friends ask how they can help, say, "I'd love some people to take turns cleaning my house." Then don't feel guilty. Just say "thank you" and enjoy...and focus on getting better.)

Here's the point with the maids and meal service...

I arrived in Bahrain and have had both of these experiences for the past 3 weeks...and I am LOVING it.

The maid, Mimi, lives in the building, comes once a week, does an amazing job and is a really nice person.

I've only cooked a couple of times here...every restaurant delivers, and I mean every restaurant - even fast food like Burger King. (And, no, we haven't been eating fast food.) I've been enjoying Al Abraj and the Indian butter chicken from a place called Georgia's. When I want breakfast, I've just walked onto the base. (Tonight, we actually going to Al Abraj with friends for dinner...Al Abraj is the place where I get the lemon mint juices...got one again today after lunch, and I watched the guy make it so I'd know how.)

My point here is not to say, "Neh, neh, neh. Look at what I have."

My point here is look at how EASY it was to get. I'm not making any more money than I was when I made the list. I didn't even have to go out and interview anyone. Yet here I am in another fabulous house, with an amazing maid, and meal service...ordering out for great food whenever I want.

I became fascinated with "how the universe" works and with success and health and money during my run-in with cancer. I saw things happen in my own body that were not supposed to be possible.

I had great doctors, but I created that health in my head first. I decided in my head how I wanted the surgery to go...and what's funny, is that my four-hour surgery ended up taking less than two...when I imagined the surgery, I didn't know all the middle part so I would "fast forward" through those steps. Doctors and attending said it was like some simple outpatient surgery - not a double mastecomy with reconstuction!

Turns out that my daddy was right. Life really is, "Mind over Matter." He would always say that.

That's what's going on here with the maids and the meals.

All I did was declare what I desired...and here's the key, I imagined myself having it. I was excited about having it.

We get things in our HEAD first. If you can think it, you can have it, do it, be it.

Our HEART brings it to us. Feeling is the fuel.

It is really that simple.

But, I had thought about having a maid for a while...especially after I recovered from the mastecomy and was reevaluating how I wanted to spend my time...cancer will make you think hard about how you spend your precious time, and I didn't want to spend mine cleaning!

I even had gotten business cards from a couple of services...but I hadn't made the calls or taken action. (Part of the problem was that "having a maid" didn't fit in with the Puritan ideals of hard work. Having a maid seemed decadent...even for me. Again,the feeling wasn't supporting belief or even wish.)

So, what was different this time?

Why would this declaration about having a maid be any different?

Here's what it is...I declared it. I tried to picture it in my head - I've never had a maid so I didn't know what it'd be like, but I imagined it, and I got excited about it...and let it go.

As long as you WANT something, you will never have it.(Reread that until it sinks in.)

I started acting as though I already had one. I would think about my life as though the maid were already present.

...And a few weeks later, I'm in Bahrain with a maid - and an amazing one at that. She's great! Cleans really well - and I'm picky! I expect someone to do the kind of job I would do.

Having the maid here has given me a "taste" of that experience, of what it would be like to have a maid. (And it's pretty great.)

Every night for dinner it's just a matter of deciding whether we want Thai, Indian, American, Mexican, or fast food.

The Trick - or the place where people get tripped up -

What's been interesting is that I found that I was actually uncomfortable having someone do things for me that I'd normally do. I'd said for a long time that it'd be nice to have a maid, or I'd say how much I really wanted a maid. Yet, when I actually got one, I was uncomfortable. I didn't know how to act.

This is important because if what we say we want doesn't agree with how we feel, we'll never get anywhere with the goal. Your feeling is the fuel, remember?

So it was important for me to notice that I was uncomfortable and then learn how "to be" with a maid service. It was important to "learn", yet again, how to be taken care of.

The first day Mimi was here, I spilled something on the floor. I grabbed a paper towel, and as I went to wet it, Mimi - who was doing the dishes - insisted that she would take care of it, and shoo-ed me away.

Notice that I had to get "used to" the experience.

Know that you can get "used to" an experience even if the only experience you've got of "the thing" is in your mind and feeling.

Notice also where I first created this experience...in my head and with feeling!!

I'm realizing that we are all making this so very hard, and it was never meant to be that way. Once I got the idea, image and feeling, I didn't DO anything or work harder - just the opposite. It came to me.

Important: If you aren't getting what you desire, I can guarantee you that there's a mismatch between your thoughts, feelings and beliefs.

Now that I've had this experience, I'm in a situation to recreate it - and something better - at will, and might I point out, without struggle and effort.

You are the supreme creator in your own life...God can do no more for you than you will allow to be done, no more than you are willing to receive.

Cool Bras for the Cancer Cause!

2009-01-07T20:20:53-08:00

I just got this from a friend of mine, Sara. (She's the gal who gave me all the tips for the hospital stay...made everything so mch easier - not to mention that it allows for some feeling of control.) Get your copy on the right, there.

These bras are AMAZING!!! Wow!

Here's her email:

Subject: Interesting Project by the Quilters of South
Carolina

OH MY GOODNESS. What these quilters from South
Carolina have done with
bras!! It is amazing of the creativity and hilarious
too:
http://www.quilters ofsc.org/ artfullbras/ artfullbras. htm

"Gets on my tits!"

2009-01-04T08:33:00-08:00

By now, something like that - on this blog - shouldn't be a shocker.

I was a bit blown back when I first heard this expression. (And I first heard it thanks to the illustrious blog designer extraordinaire, the Blog Angel herself, Claire Raikes www.businessblogangel.com - and just fyi, she is a TypePad specialist!)

I had hired her to help me with the banners for Soul First Living and Tittyology...and to unkink some problems I was having here on Tittyology - which she did with flying colors. (She makes it soooo easy. She taught me a lot, too...and she's a neato bandito person to work with.)

Anyway, we got into a discussion about the use of the word "titty" because of the title (or tittle - hee hee) of this very blog.

I explained that I had, in fact, gotten a lot of grief and heat over the name, and that - no, this word is NOT considered proper or polite...but I just couldn't bring myself to change it - at least not yet. (I'm open to ideas...still not sure if I want to change it. Thought about "From Cancer to Confidence"...that's simply not as fun as Tittyology.)

She then asked me if I've ever heard this phrase, "Gets on my tits." (I never had.)

It means, "Gets on my nerves" - as in "gets on my last nerve".

Fabulous phrase. Makes me giggle.

Even if you're like me and have lost one or both or parts of your boobs thanks to cancer, you can still use this phrase with great aplomb...maybe even moreso.

As in, "Cancer really gets on my tits!" --- And a truer statement will never have been spoken!

Camel Correction

2009-01-03T20:38:15-08:00

I mistakenly said that this gal here was in the "ready to breed" pen. I got that wrong.

This very friendly camel is the "give birth at any time" pen.

Just FYI...all the camel pics are now posted with captions at www.soulfirstliving.com

And, by the way, I've got no clue why the font on the last camel post came out so "loud" and big. I've tried to fix it to no avail.

Oh, well...not one of my bigger concernt, you know?

Here's another shot of the same gal with her keeper. What a happy camel!

I apologize to all the lady camels in this pen for errantly mislabeling their pen.

Make you say, "Awwwww"

2009-01-03T08:32:33-08:00

Okay, so what do camels have to do with boobs or breast cancer?

Well, nothing...I could go for the stretch here and make an argument that would involve the justification of this piece's inclusion on this blog about boobs and breast cancer by talking about bodily parts - i.e. camel toes, but that would be a stretch.

How about if I argue that anything that takes you to a happy place, a place of peace is great for your immune system and thereby your health as well?

I think that's a fab argument...although arguing for it's inclusion based on camel toes would be amusing.

You may know that I am visiting my hubs in Bahrain. (Yes, we live in different areas of the world...soon to be together again because we are moving to ITALY!)

Anyway, we visited a camel farm...and I thought you might enjoy seeing the baby camel...none of them were at all like I'd heard. They were on their best behavior.

I think these pics will make you smile...that baby camel is too cute! (Hubs is lucky that the only animal I want to take back right now is the cat...wait til you see the baby camel. The rest of 'em are pretty cute, too!)

Enjoy!

(You can read about other adventure in Bahrain at www.soulfirstliving.com.) The whole lot of pictures with captions are also at the other blog.

Camels Aren't So Bad...

I'm so excited I could just squeal!!

We just got back from the camel farm!

That's me with a 1 week old baby.

The baby camel's coat is extremely soft and curly...this little gal stil had a piece of dried umbilical cord attached to her belly.

She was very affectionate. Hubs thought she was like a cat...she'd lean against you and rub all over you.

The babies keep this color coat until they are about a month old. They nurse for siz months and then are weaned.

Truthfully, I was a little hesitant about walking in here with the moms and babies...there were two moms and two calves. I lived on a farm as a kid and was nearly squashed by a mama cow. (I really wanted to see her new calf.) I learned my lesson. (To escape being trampled, I scaled this fence - amazingly fast - and when I jumped, I landed on a board with nails in it...yeah, not so good, but better than being crunched by an angry cow.)

Here's a picture of mama and baby.

Our guide said they have about 450 camels on the farm - and they are not used for racing or meat, and they are not for sale. Basically, it's a preserve.

These are dromedary camels.

They keep the males separate from the females, and they also separate them by age until they are adults. (Adulthood is at about 5 or 6 years old.)

They also separate the studs and the females that are ready for breeding.

This female was in the "ready to breed" pen. When she saw us walk in with the guide. She came right over...very friendly camel.

I asked about this "friendly" behavior because one of my best friends is Egyptain and can't stand camels. She says they're mean and the spit. Although none of these spit while I was there, the guide said that they will.

The camel's gestation period is 1 year!!!

Now to geek out on you a bit...what fascinated me was how well they are adapted to the environment. Their nostrils stay closed - much like how a seal's close automatically when they dive. I read that this feature also enables them to retain moisture that would otherwise be lost.

The adult camel's coat is wiry and the hair is course. I've read in an uncited article at wikipedia, that "evaporation of their sweat takes place at the skin level, not at the surface of their coat, thereby being very efficient at cooling the body compared to the amount of water lost through sweating. This ability to fluctuate body temperature and the efficiency of their sweating allows them to preserve about five litres of water a day.^"

^{They also have amazingly long and thick eyelashes!! Ladies, we should all be jealous! I'd buy stock in a mascara that could do this for the lashes. (The best mascara I've found so far - and my favorite, by the way - is Dior Show by Christian Dior...just FYI.)}

This is a great nostril shot, too.

Every creature is amazingly made and perfectly adapted to live in its environment!

Check out the "camel visine". It seems that their eyes have a natural flushing mechanism.

I'm wishing I had those lashes after getting sand in my eyes a few times here...ouch.

Here's one last shot of the baby camel...she came up and laid her head on my shoulder...awwwww.

I can't tell you how soft her fur is!!

I'll post the rest of the pictures in an album on the right.

I'd post the location, but I left the map in the car. The camel farm isn't on the map I have, but with the map, I could better give the directions...just in case anyone plans on dropping by Bahrain.

I know it's located in Janabiya...right across from Venice Gardens, a residential area. There's also a large date farm on the properry which you can see from the highway that takes you to Al Jasra Craft Center.

There's no signage that I saw. We knew the general area and saw the camels through a gate as we were stopped at the stop light.

A straighter route than we took would have been to take the highway like you're going to Al Jasra craft center. You take the exit going to Budaya...you go right instead of left at that exit (if you're headed toward Saudi.)

There was no admission fee, although we did tip the gentleman that escorted us around the farm.

PLEASE READ THIS...

2009-01-01T02:14:27-08:00

I am reposting this link to the Wired magazine article from my post the other day.

I encourage you to read it and pass it on...you can also just pass on the link to this post.

You could save your own life or that of someone you love.

Here's the article link:

With cancer, catching it early is key.

In fact, there's a great article in Wired magazine this month about just that - the fact that catching it early is key.

The article is called "The Truth About Cancer" - I was blown away. Bravo to Thomas Goetz on a well-written, necessary piece of information...and bravo to Wired for having the balls to put this out there.

The cancer survival rate if it's caught early is 90%. If later, that number drops to 10%.

I've known this truth about cancer from my own experience.

This disease strikes such fear because people don't fully understand the nature of the beast.

Yes, it's scary as hell to hear the words, "It was cancer."

Part of the reason cancer is so scary for so many is that it's not caught until it's darn near too late.

Breasticles in Bahrain

2008-12-30T00:43:12-08:00

Who would have thunk it?

Hubs and I went to the Bahrain National Museum. I was looking forward to learning more of the history of the area...more about the pearl diving for which they are known..more about the culture, customs and crafts.

I certainly wasn't dissapointed. I learned all of these things and more!

What I definitely did NOT expect to see anywhere in Bahrain - much less on display in a museum - were boobs!

But here they are!

As we left the museum, we popped into this gallery on our right...and a few paintings down the row, there it was - a breasticle!

Imagine my shock - not at the display of the human form. (After all, there's plenty of boobages on this site.)

My shock is that this would be permitted in a country where the women are typically covered head to toe. (The Bahraini women do not have to veil or cover, but it seems the norm, and I have only seen the Saudi women with their faces covered...ie they cover all but the eyes.)

So, not only is there a boob here - there are also legs (gasp) and arms (fan me!).

From what I can see...there's no hair exposed...hee hee (none on the head...or elsewhere).

In fact, I don't think this gal has hair.

I would include the artist and the name but didn't see either. (I was busy trying to snap a shot of the picture without getting into trouble.) - Pictures were allowed in the museum, but I didn't want to have to explain taking a picture of this particular painting.

Or this one...

This one was around the corner on the other side - same gallery.

In this painting, there are TWO boobs. (I wish I could add an audible "ah ah ah" there at the end. Anyone else a fan of The Count from Sesame Street...two boobs...ah ah ah!)

This painting reminds me of a Dali...the object to the right looks like "guts" or intestines. There's a foot poking out from underneath the "intestine" area.

The painting has a "garden of Eden"-ish feel to me. That's what it brings to mind.

I like the fuller hips on both the women in these paintings...and am rather curious how these paintings got posted in the museum.

I know Bahrain is pretty liberal comparitively, but to have blatent boobs seems extreme for their culture.

Nice paintings, nonetheless.

A more interesting question would be, "Were these paintings done by memory - or model?"

Hmmmm.

The only place I think one could get nude models here would be the prostitutes that are apparently abundant - you just have to know where to go...or from what I saw, I guess they approach random women in the grocery store! Read about that incident here...guy thought I was a Russian prostitute.)

I'm off to get a shwarma...It's 11:30 Bahrain time. (They are 8 hours ahead of the East Coast. I'm writing this at 3:30 am EST.)

All the breast!

Is Cancer Back?

2008-12-29T03:44:21-08:00

I haven't posted here in a while.

The truth is...I had let all the blogs lapse. I've been rethinking everything I'm doing. (I still wrestle with only doing what I love to do, and I'm still learning to rely on feeling instead of my thinking for that.) In "letting go" of things and activities, I then feel free to take back only what I truly love doing with all my heart...and that's one of the many lessons I learned from cancer.

My mom's acupuncurist put it this way...so wise. She said that the Chinese have a saying, "Think with your heart, not with your head."

I keep owning that at a deeper and deeper level. After all, any of us who have had this disease, know that life is fragile, that time can be limited...life is meant to be lived, enjoyed and experienced.

I'm currently in Bahrain (an island right off of Saudi Arabia). I got very sick shortly after arriving...and of course, the thought crossed my mind - more than once - that the cancer was back.

Here's what happened...and some reminders about early detection. Early detection is key! Please read down the page to the Wired article...you'll be glad you did. (This post is from another blog of mine called, Soul First Living at www.soulfirstliving.com.)

Back (and no longer sick) from Bahrain

I'm back to reporting from Bahrain...and there's lots to report.

(That's my "new" hair. I got a little wild with the hair color and needed a fix. I also got a FAB cut...thanks for all to Natalie!)

Here's what happened... I have been out and about in Bahrain and seen some cool stuff, but a couple of days after I arrived, I got alarmigly sick. I didn't feel particularly bad - and it had nothing to do with the water or anything I may have caught here.

Since cancer - and any time I hit that "fear and death place" again - I pull back and really take a good look. I ask myself, "Am I LOVING what I'm doing?"

Then, I let go. I let go of any feeling of "wanting", any feelings of "pushing". I just sit back and enjoy life - taking that feeling of "just being" to an even deeper place.

I get reminded again that we only have a certain amount of time here on the planet. I remember that none of us has to "do" anything to be "worthy". We were created in perfection, and that there's nothing we have to "earn"...That our mere presence is enough...and I feel free all over again.

Here's are the details about what happened with my health...

(Anyone who's easily grossed out, skip down to "continue reading".)

Thursday evening after I arrived, I began bleeding profusely from places I shouldn't be bleeding. I'm not one to get overly alarmed...but I'll admit that I started thinking the cancer was back. The bleeding continued all night.

I finally went to sleep about 6 am. (I could have gone to the doctor...but I'm always one to wait - not always wise.)

By noon Friday, it had stopped. (Friday here is like our Sunday - and even the American facility was closed.) I could have gone to the Bahrain emergency room, but at this point, there was no bleeding and probably no emergency.

I drank a ton of water in an attempt to flush out my system - which apparently worked. When I went to the doctor on Sunday, they found no evidence of bacteria. The doctor felt fairly certain that it was a bladder infection even without the evidence of bacteria as my back and abdomen were sore. So he gave some meds.

(In case you were wondering, Sunday is like Monday here.)

I rested and felt much better. The aching and soreness in my back went away.

Continue reading : ) - squeamish part over

I will still go get checked when I return to the states. I'm certain it was a bladder infection. The medication worked, but it doesn't hurt to be careful, especially since there was no bacteria present at the time of testing...and I have, in fact, had cancer before.

I feel confident because I had some follow-up testing done a few months ago which showed no tumors on the ovaries or uteras...other than fibroids which are benign.

Just FYI in case you didn't know --- cancers like breast cancer, ovarian cancer and prostate cancer are related. Having one or any of these in yourself or in your family presents a higher risk of the others.

It doesn't mean you should walk around in fear. However, it does present an opportunity to stay on top of things which I plan to do because...

With cancer, catching it early is key.

In fact, there's a great article in Wired magazine this month about just that - the fact that catching it early is key.

The cancer survival rate if it's caught early is 90%. If later, that number drops to 10%.

I've known this truth about cancer from my own experience.

This disease strikes such fear because people don't fully understand the nature of the beast.

Yes, it's scary as hell to hear the words, "It was cancer."

Part of the reason cancer is so scary for so many is that it's not caught until it's darn near too late.

When I went in for my first biopsy, I was terrified - and rightly so. I had three aunts who died around my age from the same disease.

When the nurse told me that I was in good shape, that even if it turned out to be cancer, I would be okay...I questioned her about why she thought this was so. After all, my family history said different. I had read about how dangerous breast cancer is in younger women and how it's a harder fight the younger you are when you get it, and I'd seen this to be true with my aunts and friends.

All I knew who had gotten disease young had died.

I wanted to believe this nurse...but why - if what she was saying were true, then why did so many young women die of the disease? I wanted to know why it was so lethal for younger women.

I'll never forget her answer.

She said, "Because nobody's looking for it."

In other words, the cancer's lethal because it's not getting caught early.

That news should have thrilled me to hear.

After all, she's not saying that it's because one cancer is worse than another or because one person's system is stronger than another...although these can definitely play a role in the recovery of health.

She was saying that the primary indicator of success in treating the disease was whether or not it was caught early.

In my later "run in" with the disease, I would run into the politics of "early detection"...you can read more about my experience in referral hell here and here at "Breast vs. Board of Insurance".

Here's a brief insight on early detection.

When the powers that be talk of early detection with breast cancer, early detection means 40 and over. The MRI, while not entirely accurate, is ideal for detection in younger women when used with a mammo because of the dense nature of the breast tissue when women are younger. However, it isn't - and won't be - used as a regular detection tool because it's too expensive. (They say it's because it's because the MRI gives too many false positives, but I've been told it's because it's too expensive.)

Just look at my story...I had a family history of breast cancer. There were already suspicious findings, and I was told "no" on the MRI recommended by my doctors. (If you read the links above, you'll see that they eventually agreed to pay.)

The news sensationalizes cancer and the media pushes for research money for a cure...but the truth is, there's already technology available to catch it early - but no one wants to pay for the tests. Rather the tests don't get recommended because of costs.

Doesn't it make sense to stop it BEFORE it gets started?

The GOOD NEWS is...when it's caught early , it is highly - and much more easily - treated.

Lives are being lost because "nobody's looking".

A last note...

I owe a "thanks" to the Wired article for reiterating for me the nature of the disease.

The article was perfect timing and reminded me that cancer is easily beatable if caught early. A gentleman in the article, Don Listwin, lost his mother to cancer and started an amazing foundation dedicated to early detection...and to making certain that these tools are affordable. (Go, Mr Listwin!!! And may God bless you and your work!)

His mother had had breast cancer years earlier. She was having problems and went to her doctor who twice diagnosed her with a bladder infection.

By the time they diagnosed the real cause of her problems - stage IV ovarian cancer - it was too late.

I will be going in when I get home to make sure that the bladder infection really was a bladder infection.

Thanks to Wired and to Mr. Listwin for the reminder!

The truth is...either way, I know that all is good, and that everything happens for a reason. I now know that under every seeming adversity lies an even greater asset. I know that everything - even cancer - goes to my greater good.

P.S. If anyone knows Mr. Listwin or his work, I'd love to connect with him. I think what he is doing is absolutely brilliant, and I'd love to help in any way I can. Besides my personal experience, I also have training that might be useful in his endeavors.

What does your Heart Reveal?

2008-11-12T18:01:11-08:00

"Adornment is a reflection of the heart." - Coco Chanel

I'm sure Coco Chanel was referring to fashion...but perhaps that's not all she was referencing.

On first glance, this quote may seem shallow...as though it's saying looks are all important.

I believe she was saying that our outer circumstances and environment merely reflect what's going on inside.

She's implying - or stating, rather - than the outer has a strong tendency to reflect the inner.

I harp on environment - both internal and external - precisely because it's so important.

This doesn't mean you judge people by their looks or by a designer label or lack thereof.

If we define adornment as your dress, the way you care for yourself, the kind of environment you choose, your friends, your business...the way you choose to live your life, then we'd certainly hope that adornment is, indeed, a reflection of your heart...and your heart's desire.

Fill your life with the things you love and adore - and steadily remove those things that don't suit you or make your heart sing, and that goes for things, people and situations.

If you don't create your life the way you want it, who will?

With cancer, I think it's important to stand up for yourself with environment in terms of surgery and the doctors you choose. I had one provider imply that I was vain because I wanted to know how bad the hole from the lumpectomy would be.

(It wasn't vanity. I just wanted to be prepared. Going through cancer, you already feel a loss of control. I just wanted to know what to expect, so I could brace myself.)

That said, I do think that it's important to feel beautiful, especially while going through something like cancer.

That's one of the reasons the Look Good, Feel Better program works and is successful.

Anything that makes you feel more powerful and puts you in touch with your inner strength is a bonus.

I joke about one of the upsides of cancer was that I got a new - and bigger - set of knockers...and that they look amazing.

The truth is, it's not about the bigger boobs. It's about the fact that I still feel beautiful, that I see the scars as signs of an amazing strength that I didn't know I had before hand.

The new knockers are, for me, an outer sign of an inner strength...an adornment of the heart - and a very humble heart, a heart that knows every day is a gift.

Choose your environment and your at-tit-ude, ladies.

Your attitude is the most important "adornment" you choose...one which colors how you see everything.

Here's one last quote from Chanel that reflects her broad definition of beauty, adornment and fashion.

"Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening."
- Coco Chanel