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What color would you say my eyes are?
My driver’s license says “brown,” but it’s a lie. My mother taught me my eyes were “hazel,” but over the years I’ve learned that “hazel” just means “a hard color to describe in one word” and actually carries no consistency across faces. One of my close friends in high school gave up on trying to answer this question and just started calling me “the girl with kaleidescope eyes.” But let’s not cop out here. I’ll give you a hint: my eyes are green and amber with red flecks and brown highlights.
I make an effort to look people in the eye when I talk to them, and I’ve been noticing lately, that I’m not so alone in my kaledescopiness. I’m seeing my own eyes show up on more and more people, and more often than not on creative professionals — those rebellious independent folk who create their own careers and answer first to themselves. So I’m now asserting a theory: green/amber/red/brown kaleidescope eyes are a sign of a creative, ambitious individual who probably has issues with authority.
This theory will likely be proven absurd and fall by the wayside, as my silly theories often die. (For years, I’ve been trying to prove that everybody named Amy is a lesbian and that no one actually lives in Montana.) But, regardless, I am collecting evidence now. If you have some, please send it my way.
Posted in Creative Pros, Personal, Philosophy | 
7 Comments » | July 30th, 2007
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Get this: I actually received internet fan mail about my hair. A gentleman named Peter, whom I presumably have not met in meatspace, wrote me and said:
"I think your website is very good! About your hair: My personal opinion is that the shaved head look was the best! The shorter the better! It reflected the uniqueness and confidence of your personality. Will you ever shave it again?"
The truly beautiful part is that I received this letter two days after I had decided to shave my head again. That’s right. Sarah is again hairless.
Why?
Let’s be honest here. Having hair just doesn’t work for me.
And not having hair does.
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Posted in My Hair, Personal | 4 Comments » | July 22nd, 2007
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Impulsive Sarah: Close your eyes, plug your nose, and swallow. You’ll thank me when it’s over.
Without checking in with my rational side, I just bought plane tickets and conference tickets to BlogHer 2007 — a weekend conference in Chicago at the end of this month. I’ve been before and I know it’s amazing, relevant, inspiring, and valuable.
Rational Sarah: But I’ve taken two trips in the last three months already!
Impulsive Sarah: I don’t want to hear it. We’re going.
Rational Sarah: But I have work!
Impulsive Sarah: It’s a *weekend*!
Rational Sarah: But I can’t afford it!
Impulsive Sarah: Nonsense. It will improve your productivity this summer, it’s relevant to your work, and it’s tax deductible. And besides, I think you’re lying.
Rational Sarah: But… but… !
Impulsive Sarah: Who’s the rational one *now*?
Rational Sarah: Um… Uh… Can I at least spend the flight conceptually restructuring my office workflow?
Impulsive Sarah: Deal.
Posted in My Projects, Personal, The Creative Life | 3 Comments » | July 5th, 2007