Lessons From Shock And Absurdity, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:37am
On Thursday, a homeless woman slapped me in the face. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds. My walking commute takes me through a San
On Thursday, a homeless woman slapped me in the face. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds. My walking commute takes me through a San
Deep breath. I have to gird my loins for substantive posts. The other afternoon I was at a party with people in their early 30s.
Last week San Francisco enjoyed an 80℉ day. This in and of itself is news for my mostly temperate city, but trust me, it happened.
There’s no indirect way to put this. Can middle-aged ladies wear biker jackets? And to be precise, what about a middle-aged heterosexual woman who has
It’s New Year’s Eve in the Cultural West. What, then, to wear? Let’s first wave to the Lunar New Year, and to Rosh Hashanah. Hello
Last Saturday my company held its annual Holiday Party. I splurged on a salon-made updo, just as I had the previous year. This hair sortie
One more story about my recent trip to New York City, if I can prevail on your patience. We don’t wear winter coats much, out
Do we all see holiday party season looming? Brings to mind driving at night in the desert, when the sun begins to rise at the
Do you ever find yourself possessed by what we might call, if we felt silly, a Sartorial Dybbuk? Otherwise known as an Outfit Vision? Do
Although this post sounds like it sprang from an orgy of Walmart marketers and Harper’s Bazaar editors, I’m really just pointing you to a great
As a girl, and then a young woman, I had a little trick for putting myself to sleep. Self-soothing, we’d call it now. However, I
Because my recent weekend at the Ritz substituted for a botched trip to Napa, I arrived at the hotel with bags packed for things I
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