It struck me recently that there is in fact, real value in hosting parties during what is typically viewed as a more serious interaction with prospects. Typically trade shows follow the same MO. Day one - vendors wake up at the crack of dawn, put on their suits and speed walk to the registration stand to pick up their badges, praying the lines won't be too long. They mournfully pass up a stop at Starbucks since inevitably the line will be outrageously long. With badge in han
I've fallen in love, again. I love love love Louis Vuitton (total guilty pleasure). It's crazy. For all I know Louis is the biggest a$$hole on the planet, but I spend an unhealthy amount of time searching for one of his overpriced pieces of canvas and leather the size of a placemat. So why? I ask myself that every time I come dangerously close to clicking "place order". What are you doing, this is the cost of a plane ticket to California, I yell at myself. So I don't click.