What I Know Now: 10 Things I’d Tell the Woman Starting Over

I was 42.
Divorced.
Starting over in a city where no one knew my name, with nothing but a broken phone, a few lifelines from my fashion days, and a gut feeling that I wasn’t done.

I didn’t have a business plan.
I didn’t have a mentor or a roadmap.
But I had grit. I had instincts. And I had no other option but to figure it out.