I was at an event in London a couple of years ago, and there was a man there in what I could tell was a genuinely expensive suit. The fabric had that quiet weight to it. The construction was clearly not off the rack. Someone had spent real money on that garment. And yet something…
I used to think it was confidence. I would watch certain men walk into a space, and the whole energy would shift around them like a current changing direction underwater. Nobody announced it. Nobody voted on it. It just happened. And I spent years thinking those men simply had more confidence than everyone else in…
I want to tell you something that took me a long time to fully accept. The morning I put on my first properly fitted suit, something shifted. Not in how other people looked at me, although that changed, too. Something shifted internally. The way I sat down at the table. The way I spoke in…
I was in a meeting once where a man said very little. Not because he was shy. Not because he had nothing to contribute. He sat there for most of it, comfortable in a way that made everyone else in the room slightly uncomfortable, and when he finally spoke, the entire energy of the meeting…