by Rebecca Copeland | Jun 4, 2025 | Memories
“Break a Leg.” That’s the pep talk when you go on stage, right? Wish it had been only been a leg. I felt like my whole body was going to shatter, that I might even vomit right there in front of the entire search committee. My stage? A smelly, claustrophobic classroom.... 
by Rebecca Copeland | May 21, 2025 | Memories
I have a closet dedicated to all the clothes I never wear: tailored suits with calf-length skirts, jackets with peplums and padded shoulders, Diane-Von-Furstenberg-look wrap dresses (which are still nice, I just have no occasion to wear them). Some are too snug now,...
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