I've been in business for over 10 years. Some years I've felt like a pro. Other years I've felt like an impostor.
Some years I have made tons of money (multiple six figures), other years what felt like hardly any (under $30k). Some years I've outspent my earnings and other years I've saved. Some years I've been proud of my accomplishments and at other times I've wondered if I have any talent whatsoever for what I'm trying to do.
Right before Charlotte was born, we bought and moved into our house upstate near Clinton Corners and Millbrook. It's a sweet little house and a landmark according to the local Clinton Historical Society.
Coats are my thing. I have four different leopard print coats alone (one rain jacket, one topper, one cropped and one full length double breasted number) and a special closet (in closet-challenged NYC) just to hold them.
This past week was Yom Kippur- the Jewish day of atonement. I'm not Jewish and I know that cultural appropriation is the new favorite critique to levy at folks, but I think it's a great concept regardless of your religious tradition.*