By Bonnie Morrison
There are two things I have wanted for as long as I can remember. The first is to live in New York City. I was a precocious (if self-conscious) preadolescent who loved pop culture, music, and magazines and was enchanted by the allure of what seemed to be the most exciting place on earth. Who doesn't want to be Holly Golightly? I absorbed and memorized every single detail of the city's nightlife, despite living 3,000 miles away in San Francisco. The world of swanky Manhattan soirees, expensive dinners, and endless men to date was a glamorous universe away from my bespectacled, tennis-ball-short-haired 14-year-old self and the nights I spent at home.
The second was my desire to work in fashion. I never seriously considered any other career. As earnest as it may sound, through perseverance, careful study, and some well-timed breaks, by my mid-20s I was on the path to living both dreams. I was a busy fashion publicist livingRead More »from Should You Quit Drinking? One Woman's Story