So it’s been a kerfuffle of a week. Let’s take on the Internet bit, shall we? It all began when The Atlantic published Anne-Marie Slaughter’s
I find it ironic that only now, at 55, am I comfortable with my makeup choices. It was scarcely two years ago that I was
Jane, over at Small But Charming, runs a little blog moment called, “Flowers in the House.” Many florists and talented people bring flowers inside and
It is a morning for pet peeve sharing. Yes it is. Here’s mine. I’ve observed a growing use of the word “creative” as a noun.
How many of you know Sal, from Already Pretty? I imagine it’s a non-trivial number. She writes the kindest blog I know, offering style advice
Note that this is in response to, not in reply to, a couple of posts and comments around the blogosphere. Here for example, and here.
One of the serendipitous joys of my job is a 30 minute walk to work. On those summer days when San Francisco presents its usual
Well hello there. Feels like it’s been a while. Oh, luckily, my posts show up. I haven’t stopped blogging, nor do I intend to. But
I was looking for a black summer jacket. On the brown side of my wardrobe, I’ve got the J. Crew Field Jacket in olive/moss. Works
(Thanks to Walgreens for underwriting this post. I was paid as a member of the Clever Girls Collective, but the content is all mine. Visit
Several people spoke at my son’s recent college graduation. Michael Lewis, of Moneyball. Steve Carell, of, well, Steve Carell. And of course, Shirley Tilghman, the
Taken Saturday morning before the P-rade. It. Was. Glorious. Congratulations to graduates, and their parents and siblings, everywhere.
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