Friday, May 24, 2013 5:02am

Susan Jacobs

Susan arrived in Long Beach in 1994 as features editor of the Press-Telegram after a circuitous journey from her hometown in Rochester, NY. She left the P-T for the Orange County Register in 1997, but has never been tempted to leave Long Beach. “Every day I wake up and blow kisses to the heavens for landing in a place so beautiful,” she says. Susan has wide-ranging expertise---she served as the Register’s medical/environmental editor, weekend editor, entertainment editor and web/entertainment editor---and she says she still loves journalism. “I still have a passion for words and meanings and the impact they can make,” she says. Since taking a buyout in 2008 she has been a freelance writer and copy editor, as well as an independent beauty consultant for Mary Kay.

Email: SusanJ@greaterlongbeach.com

Articles

WANDA SYKES: WE ALWAYS FIGURED HER LIFE WOULD TURN OUT FUNNY


I’m one seat from the First Lady looking at my notes. She asks me a question, and I look at her like, "Woman, don’t you SEE I’m busy?" It wasn’t until after the performance and I sat back down that I thought, “Oh my God, I told the First Lady to pipe down!"

UNDER THE SUN OR IN TANNING BED, SKIN CANCER ALWAYS A DEADLY POSSIBILITY


“No mother should have to visit her daughter in a cemetery,” says a heartbroken woman as she recalls her daughter’s ritual of going to the tanning salon on her lunch hours. The girl started as a teenager and died of melanoma three weeks before her 30th birthday.

SHE’S FEELING IN THE PINK—AND THAT AIN’T GOOD


I am a beauty consultant. I help women feel beautiful and fabulous about themselves and their appearance. I, in turn, am supposed to feel beautiful and fabulous about my appearance. Pink eye (double pink eye, that is) does not enhance my attempts to reach that goal.

BACK AT MY ROOTS, NO HAIR MEANS NO BAD HAIR DAYS


I’ve returned to my roots, literally: I’ve just had my hair shaved off---gone, no más. As a result, I am happy, nappy and finally free from the drama that I’ve allowed to big-foot its way back into my life for the past several years. I’m back where I belong after trying it all, again.