Known as the wife of… remembered for everything after.
After two strong seasons, we thought the next club would come naturally. It didn’t. Pregnant, living in an attic and watching football doors close one by one, I stopped waiting and started knocking myself. Then one unexpected phone call from Texas changed everything.
Since becoming a very small carnivore influencer, my Instagram feed has become one endless stream of perfectly cooked ribeyes... Which is great. Until people start eating them. Apparently, somewhere between buying the steak and taking the first bite, half the internet forgets how to hold a fork and knife. Maybe I'm old-fashioned. Maybe etiquette still matters. Or maybe carnivore has simply made me honest enough to say what everyone else is secretly thinking. Debbie says I'm judging. Karen says cutlery is probably toxic. I'm just trying to save the steak.
A few weeks ago, I thought my glow came from Korean skincare. Now I'm not so sure. Every morning, I make a simple decision: I'm happy I woke up, and I'm going to stay in a good mood. Not because life is perfect, but because we're all just one phone call away from bad news anyway. Maybe it's the steak. Maybe it's the serums. Maybe it's finally learning to live in the moment. Whatever it is, people keep asking about the glow. And for the first time, I don't think it has anything to do with my skin.
For a couple of months I now have a Chinese friend. We go on fun adventures with our kids. She's lived in the US for many years, but most of the time she still doesn’t know what I am saying in English. And to be honest… I cannot always understand her either! She cannot pronounce [...]
The Woman Behind the Jersey 