Word: fakeness
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Writing about the same fears in If I'm So Successful, Why Do I Feel Like a Fake? (St. Martin's Press; $14.95), Joan C. Harvey, a Philadelphia clinical psychologist, claims that the more these sufferers succeed the more terrified of failure they become. From boardroom to operating room, she says, many people who are seen as star performers in their fields agonize that they may be unmasked...
...began a five-day-a-week early morning classical-music show for a public radio station at St. John's University in Collegeville. The Prairie Home Morning Show, as it came to be called, moved to the Twin Cities, where it broadened and loosened to include jazz, country music, fake commercials and references to an obscure place called Lake Wobegon. (He stopped doing that show only three years ago.) "I think he started the show--well, who knows," says his brother. "He has said he was scared. A lot of people deliberately do things that they are afraid...
China is the world's biggest exporter of fake goods, from pirated DVDs to knock-off Birkin bags. Add truffles to the list. To the naked eye, the Chinese black truffle, or Tuber indicum, looks virtually indistinguishable from its much vaunted European cousin, Tuber melanosporum, a gastronomic delicacy that perks up winter menus with its earthy pungency. One taste, though, clears up any confusion. The Chinese variety is insipid when compared with the one found in France, Italy and Spain. Yet over the past few years, unscrupulous dealers in Europe and the U.S. have begun passing off the Chinese truffles...
This young woman—with a fake tan that would shame Donatella Versace—made me lose much of my faith in the universe. It might be springtime, but that doesn’t mean board shorts and halter-tops. This isn’t California, where the convenient smog keeps the beaches insulated (and the children stunted). This is Boston, where the weather is downright unpredictable. Get the hell over...
...Goodbye, fake ’n’ bake—the sun has arrived in Cambridge. Tanning by the Charles may be picturesque, but to avoid wandering insects and horny truck drivers, an elevated location works best. So slab on the tanning oil, situate yourself on a dark sun-absorbing rooftop, and let the sun worshipping begin...