The Joys Of Doing It Yourself Very Badly, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:47am
I am performing small touchups to my house, very badly also with glee upon glee upon glee. Backing up, it may come as no
I am performing small touchups to my house, very badly also with glee upon glee upon glee. Backing up, it may come as no
I got nostalgic the other day and looked through old style posts. Above you see my first attempt at a decent outfit photo. Vintage Chanel
Sunday morning I realized I had completely forgotten to publish anything the day before. That’s the first time I’ve skipped a Saturday post, unaware. Why?
The young year is good not only for taking the pulse of stalled projects, but also for filing off the edges of inconveniences. Optimizing, in
Do we become invisible, we women past 50? And if so, can we reappear? A reader emailed me to say she and her her friend
The boy child has a job. Well, to be precise, my 21-year old son has accepted an offer. The job will begin a few weeks
Progress has been made, in my campaign to dress well in a semi-retirement/working from home mode. Khakis form a key component of the strategy, as
Today I am at Trust Your Style for Mary Jo Matsumoto’s Eye on Style feature. You all know Mary Jo from her refined couture line,
And some mornings you wake up to find that a friend has pitched in. Today, Mater of Materfamilias Writes has a Saturday morning post up.
Sit down. Stand up. Sit down. Stand up. Silently. Don’t say “Ugh!” or “Umph.” or “Oh…” Hurry. Walk fast and talk at the same time.
I am 52. It doesn’t seem possible some days. But when I look in the mirror closely (which of course at this point has to
Continuing the hunt for blogroll optimization, here is the next section of my Reader, decipherable if you squint. I think. Funny (I have a “Funny”
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