If You Haven’t Heard Of Hester van Eeghen, I’d Expect That To Change
The backyard bird sings always now. Even early in the morning. I’m thinking Spring woke her up, not antsy raccoons, not suburban family rustlings. Every
The backyard bird sings always now. Even early in the morning. I’m thinking Spring woke her up, not antsy raccoons, not suburban family rustlings. Every
Uniforms are great. However, the day may come when one flings a certain cashmere v-neck across the room, crying, “No, no, no, not again!” Then
Oh gosh it’s late. I am mostly awake by 7am. Today I slept in. And now it’s almost 11. In case I haven’t explained recently,
Morning everyone. Today I’m over at Tish’s A Femme D’un Certain Age. Tish asked me to write about luxury. I think I figured it out.
Something like 30 years ago, I had to hurriedly buy an outfit for a fancy affair. I wound up in Carolyn Charles. She would become
Is there anything so wonderful as Saturday morning? Oh, I suppose, when you’re young, maybe Friday evening. Or Thursday night among the college set. Throngs
I’ve been writing Privilege for 3 years now. Here’s the first post ever. Proof positive that people can learn and improve. On blog anniversaries, I
The daffodils now lining Northern California sidewalks have convinced me that spring, as always, will come. Needs must dream up a new business casual uniform.
Everybody breathe. Many of us have a three-day weekend here in the USA. Everyone who celebrates Christmas has finally, finally, dug out of the holiday
I’ve read a lot of the big bloggers over the past 3 years. And have also stopped reading many. I continue, however, with Amalah. The
Blogging has taught me so much. About confession, about persistence, about the Hail Mary of creative writing. And that I wear my pants too big.
Danielle, congratulations! Random.Org chose you as the winner of Tommy Hilfiger’s very generous giveaway. To everyone who entered, thank you, thank you, thank you. I
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