There is a galaxy within me. When I was born, the planet Mars was in the house of Scorpio, along with Pluto. The sun was there, too, according to astrologer Monte Farber, who is both alarmed and threatened by this information. “If I saw this chart and someone said, ‘Yeah, she’s a hit man for the mob,’ I would be like, ‘Oh, OK, I get it,’” he says with a laugh, in shock. Farber is linebacker-size; I am jockey-size. And yet, he says, if he wasn’t brave, he’d be afraid of me. Luckily for him, aesthetics-oriented Venus is at the top of my chart, and I ended up becoming a beauty editor. It’s all very interesting. And sort of scary. And timeless.
See, before we could understand body and mind…
