broken the glass ceiling.

I'd crawl over broken glass for Elle MacPherson or Cindy Crawford.

Moshing and broken glass just don't go together.

Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.

I don't think it was a glass ceiling. I think it was a barrier you have to break through, which I think every entrepreneur has to face in some way. You're just sitting there with an idea, you've proven nothing, you're just asking for money. It's just this very awkward odd time.

As it enters the ear, does it come in like broken glass or does it come in like honey?