I have been an “it” girl in Manhattan among different groups; I have had the privilege to work in the upper, upper echelons of New York City’s Madison & Park Avenues. At the end of the day, when you take off your make-up, your high heels, your jewelry, your fancy clothes; when you stop dancing, dancing, dancing….all of the fans, all of supporters start falling away like toy soldiers lined up.
Can you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, look at yourself and smile? If so, then you don’t need anything else.
All you need is you……Don’t be like I was…..and get stuck up on that stage all alone.