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This Irish Tour Company Needed to Differentiate Themselves: Here's How I'd Go From Invisible to Un-F*cking-Forgettable
HEY, KITTY CAT—and welcome to Middle Finger Fridays! I’m featuring a new creator every Friday who’s out there SMOKIN’ it—and highlighting what I think they’re doing really, really right—as well as one or two things they can do even better to make that money. 💵 Today, we’re hollering at a walking, hiking, and biking tour company in Ireland who's been around since 1994—but (!) how do you stand out from the crowd when there's gaggles of other tour companies doing
The Real Key to Earning $250,000/Year as a Creator (And Why More People Aren’t)
I’m convinced of two things in this life: I will someday be a sheep farmer in Scotland. Just because something is popular, doesn’t mean it’s good: it just means it’s popular. ✨ What am I referring to, cryptic little minx that I am? Oh, MOSTLY EVERYTHING, since marketing is the real force behind anything that’s popular. (It’s rarely a democratic consensus gone wild.) But, in particular, I think of social media this way: one of the most popular ways to
This Tattoo Artist Needed Less Overwhelm, More Money: Here's How I'd Grow the Biz Without the Burn Out
HEY, KITTY CAT—and welcome to Middle Finger Fridays! I’m featuring a new creator every Friday who’s out there SMOKIN’ it—and highlighting what I think they’re doing really, really right—as well as one or two things they can do even better to make that money. 💵 Today, we’re hollering at a fine line tattoo artist whose work makes me drool on the daily—but (!) how do you grow if you're already fully booked and overwhelmed? (It's almost like: go away, clients!
The Whole Wide World Isn’t Big Enough for You, Darling
Have you ever felt like the whole wide world would never be big enough for you? You’re so hungry for it, you eat up every square inch you can find: streets, monuments, wine bars, neighborhoods. The way the dandelion grows differently, over here. The way the people take just a little bit longer to greet you when you walk into a restaurant. You feel like you’re staring at an alternate version of yourself, had you been born French, as you
How to Prove Yourself to Non-Believers (& Other Dollar Store Peanut Trolls)
Can we talk about friends for a minute? <Cue group groan.> Why is that? When did friendship become A VERY HARD THING? I’m not talking about your ride-or-dies—you know who they are—I’m talking about the very real problem of: (a) Being an adult;(b) And making friends;(c) Who kind of suck;(d) And aren’t supportive. How did we get stuck with these hambonis? Case in point: a woman emailed me the other day about “proving yourself to non-believers.” And I thought: who
Your Happiness 401(k): Are You Budgeting Enough Joy in Your Life?
In my twenties I hated routine—but that’s because I confused it for stagnancy. Anything that whiffed of repetition was automatically on my shit list: schedules, affirmations, habits, recurring obligations, things that put a vise on my freedom. I never wanted to live feeling beholden to a calendar, letting it rule my days more than I did. To me, routines were for the weak: people who weren’t disciplined enough to get it done without force. When I’d get on interviews and
Bake a Cake and Shut Your Mouth: Or, How to Be Unhappy, Unfulfilled, and a Martyr to Your Own Life
I am a fickle bitch, and it's one of my greatest qualities. In fact, I wish the word “fickle” were more attractive—it sounds too much like “pickle,” and one time in college I read a book called “Tickle His Pickle,” so I think it's clear that (a) I am a true academic, and (b) Using the word “fickle” makes my mind wander. But if the word weren't so ugly, I'd use it to describe myself all the time. Fickle (adj):
You Can't Be One Thing Forever, My Darling
Things I've learned to be wary of in life: Oklahoma. Normal people. People who say, “you like fish, you just haven't tried it cooked THIS WAY!” (Oh yeah, Satan? Did you want to cut up my chicken for me, too?) Self-important narcissists who just like to hear themselves talk, and talk, and talk. (One time, in Dublin, I literally got up and took my drink into the bathroom—FOR AN HOUR.) People you can't get off the phone (see number 4).
Right Now, Someone Out There is Admiring You, Greatly.
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