Police officer Eric Whittington and Superior Court Judge Joseph Heilman, who answered my endless questions about jail, bail, and what a nice suburban girl has to do to get arrested on a school night.
Marc Reid and Ori Brown of the Marc Reid Salon, who dished about what it’s really like on a photo shoot. When Vogue asks me to pose for the cover, I’ll be calling you both to act as my glam squad.
Danielle Perez, my wonderful editor and late-night e-mail buddy, who shares my love for baked goods and high-maintenance dogs.
Christina Hogrebe and Meg Ruley, my amazing agents, for keeping me sane and gainfully employed. Because of you, my corporate dress code is fuzzy slippers and my coworkers are canine. Who could ask for anything more?
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