No Man Is An Island… No Woman, Either.
on November 17th, 2009 at 10:10 pmWhile I was living in Chicago in a studio, I briefly hosted my Aunt who just came from Mongolia. I looked up to her so much as a child. She was beautiful, confident, and intelligent, just like I wanted to be. And added to that, she was famous—everyone treated her differently so that there seemed to be a magical aura about her. She was a famous movie actress…