Eileen Fisher, Bring Back The Not-Black Pants, Or, Saturday Morning at 10:53 am
It isn’t lost on me that many of you began to read this blog back in 2011-2013, when I was working in San Francisco, wearing
It isn’t lost on me that many of you began to read this blog back in 2011-2013, when I was working in San Francisco, wearing
This summer, I’m attending the wedding of a Swedish step-niece in the south of Sweden. It will be held in a farmish-gardenish sort of venue,
The only piece of clothing I’m craving at the moment is a brand-new, no pilling, no fading, no sunscreen-bleaching-at-the-neck patterned t-shirt. Most recently in this
May I present dressing for for dinner last Sunday night. (Also a background photoshopped to remove mess. You’re welcome.) I wore the never-fail Dries van
This past week I drove to Marin County for lunch with a writer I’d met on a fiction course. It was so fun. I just
Yesterday I had the great pleasure of lunching in San Francisco with a blogger friend and her husband. Tablecloths! Halibut! Consequently I had to doff
Because one has, after all, responsibilities, and one has, after all, a deep love for information, here’s what my silk blouse outfit looked like in
As light lowers here in the Northern Hemisphere, we gather by the hearth. In modern parlance, I’m talking parties. In less modern speech, we might
Truly, although I have ordered the Uggs Ansely slippers and happily await their arrival, I have not been buying clothes. Oh, I’ve looked at them,
It’s time for a critical decision. (hold breath) I need new slippers. But seriously, autumn is in the air and in the floors and my
Having always, always sought novelty, I do believe I’m starting to repeat myself. This is good, when it comes to life accoutrements, and I’m happy
(and yes I did publish this early, but hey, the political news is pretty grim and at least we have each other) We probably all
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