At last, something beautiful you can truly own. —Michael Ginsberg
I’m a busy bee. Breakfast meeting, work, power lunch, work, afternoon coffee, work, dinner at the latest-greatest, then more work.
Yet, there is more that I would like to do—and own.
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A stock gives the common woman a chance to own a piece of a company, without the daily grind of meetings and emails. Hallelujah!
Yes, I view stocks as a valuable investment. As a little black dress that I’ll wear for years to come.
A stock is not the playboy bunny costume I wore on Halloween Freshman year to quickly make new friends. Believe me, I looked fierce! But on Nov. 1st I woke up asking myself, “What was I thinking??”
(Originally published on Amanda Stanhaus’s financial literacy blog: XO, Bettie.)