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.
The Woman Behind the Jersey 