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.
History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.
In an industry as traditional as cement, disruption is the only path to progress.
The greatest prison people live in is the fear of what other people think.