Fashion hangs its metaphorical hat on two hooks. The Object of Desire and The Trend. Objects of Desire are whatever your hearts, well, desire. Even
We work hard at developing selves. A personal style both reflective and supportive of those selves. Some of us push through our High WASP reticence.
Today Lilly plays tennis. That sly athlete:). My kids were at the US Open on Sunday. I scanned the stands for my daughter’s telltale red
On September 6th, 2009, I walked to a bookstore and bought 6 fashion magazines. Yes. Six. Because this is a town of old hippies, and
Took the boychild to the airport this morning. Think it’s time to start calling him young man. So sweet. Just love the way he looks
I5 is a long and ugly road. Takes you past tumbleweeds and dusty orchards and feedlots full of hot, sluggish cattle waiting to be processed.
Go to Wilkes Bashford at the Stanford Shopping Center, one day when you are feeling the full force of years of self-denial. Go when you
I do have jackets that get me dressed. Not flocks of them. They do not swoop from my closet like swallows leaving a barn. No
We hear a lot these days about “statement pieces.” Which begs the question – what statement? What, if our clothes are to begin speaking, do
Lilly goes clubbing, despite her trepidations. Twice. So much for trepidation. At the Lilly Lovers blog.
This summer I have spent a lot of time with the boy child. He’s not in Hawaii, or Costa Rica, or Australia. I am not
I like argyle as a concept. There’s something about the diamonds in the pattern, the crossing lines, the mathematics, that feels right. Argyle reminds me
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