Baby, I’m A Star

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Three years ago, I went to an anniversary party for the Derek and Romaine show, and I met Perez Hilton who blogged back then on Page Six Six Six. I also met The Glamazons, who are now pitchwomen for Torrid. Three years ago, I saw Stiffed perform at Scenic which is now Club Midway. The lead singer, Santi White (AKA Santogold) is the sister of a friend of my cousin. Now Santogold and her debut album is coming out in two weeks. Looking back, I am often in the presence of super talented people when they are in the brink of breaking through. It’s cool, and I am often inspired by their grooviness. However, I still don’t know what star to hitch my wagon to.

Should I be a food writer?

Should I be a big blog publisher?

Should I be a small business consultant and expert?

Should I be a comedy producer? Or I be a comedy writer/storyteller?

Should I be a publicist?

I am little bit of all these things already.  However, I must trim the fat and figure out what works. To make a dining analogy, I need to select an entree and two side dishes instead of eating appetizers all day. The problem is that I love potato skins so much!

One thought on “Baby, I’m A Star”

  1. Ended up on your blog via twitter and I can truly say that being a jack of all trades has it pros n cons. However, I wonder if you are able to combine ” trades” instead of trimming the fat?

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