Category Archives: in my journal

How long until women don’t need to marry a technical cofounder?

Right now I'm listening to founders Susan Koger (Modcloth), Susan Feldman (One Kings Lane), and Julia Hartz (Eventbrite) on the Commonwealth Club on NPR. As I'm hearing them speak, I'm noticing a very common pattern between their stories that I have not recognized before.

Five things I’ve learned as a full-time Airbnb host

1. Airbnb is actually about entrepreneurship (which can kind of sneak up on you).
When I started hosting, it was truly out of desperation because I needed a way to fund the new company I was building. When I made my first few hundred dollars in a month with seemingly little effort, I realized that by taking hosting more seriously I could avoid what I thought was the inevitability of needing a part-time job (in addition to my 60-hour/week at Hello Holiday plus parenting my daughter). As my personal finances were dwindling, I could never have stomached the idea that starting a second business would be the solution, which is why the possibility of so much hosting success surprised me.

“What are you doing up so late?” “When do you sleep?”

A question I get asked often on Twitter and Facebook when people notice me posting all night (and all day). I can answer with some recent examples from the past few days. What are you doing up so late? Cutting out flowers/embroidering flowers/stemming flowers/arranging bouquets Cleaning one of the two spaces I use to host…

$5 shipping + free returns and exchanges at Hello Holiday!

I’m excited about some big news for us at Hello Holiday! We are finally at the point where we can support a $5 flat rate shipping policy + free returns and exchanges. We know from our surveys and feedback that this is the number one thing our customers wish for when we ask how we…

Crossing one off.

This is a picture of my adorable home office in 2009. I was 22. I had just repainted it for my first major magazine feature in Where Women Create. I moved back and forth between my desk (which was really just a low shelf that I stood at) and my work table (a door over…