My brother, as regular readers will remember, is getting married this spring, in a celebration influenced by Burning Man. My outfit, as regular readers will
I’ve been blonde most of my life. For the first 30 years, blonde by virtue of genetics. Then I darkened and grayed a bit on
What did you wear on New Year’s Eve? A black dress and pearls? Pyjamas and fleece? (or “Pyammies,” as a Swedish accent will sometimes pronounce
What to wear to dinner in Manhattan? Do you worry? I might worry, a bit. New York is the center of fashion, after all, its
On any given day, there is almost nothing I have to do. I’m not working. The nest is empty. You’d think, as I did when
Little known fact. I joined Twitter in August of 2008, when a sales lead came in, source marked, “Twitter.” One must do one’s research, after
These are the Christian Sirianos I ordered from Payless. Now sold out, apparently. $29.99. A second pair half off. Free shipping. This kind of pricing
Well, I did it. I replaced the Little Black Dress That Couldn’t with the Little Black Dress That Most Certainly Could. First there was Miss
I’ve been tagged. By Stephanie of even*cleveland. What, she asks, is the 10th photo in my 1st folder? Of course, wild confusion ensued, given my
Friendly Italian Women from Flickr. Since they can’t speak English, I will tell you what they want to say. You can see by their smiles.
I love to cook. I used to do a lot of it. In my 40s I learned a few tricks that made the type of
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
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