Life Is Just A Bowl But Not Cherries, Or, Saturday Morning at 9:12am
I’m prone to unprovoked swells of joy. Have been all my life. Probably a side effect of a nervous system that makes me anxious, and
I’m prone to unprovoked swells of joy. Have been all my life. Probably a side effect of a nervous system that makes me anxious, and
Not literal tiaras. We’ll let other countries put jewels on their heads. But a neck tiara, well, yes. Remember the necklace Wendy Brandes made for
Why on earth would anyone wear this? I don’t know. My excuse is that last weekend I attended my 44th Class Reunion at Princeton, and
I will be surprised if there are many of you who don’t already follow Amy Beth Cupp on Instagram. You are people of taste. But her
I am finally the mother of adult children. I mean, that’s been technically true for over a decade, if 21 marks an adult. But it’s
Two years and a couple of months ago I bought a little ice blue wristlet pouch from Hobo. Quite loved it. Good for dashing out
How is it that in all this time of masks, the only type of makeup I’ve worn has been tinted sunscreen and lip balms. Nobody
One thing about living in the same house for 35 years is exquisite familiarity with what it looks like at particular and specific times of
I’ve recently watched a spate of television about corporate power. Having survived adventures in corporate life myself, it’s impossible not to deconstruct. There must be
Contrary to what you might with reason assume, this is not a post about why my heads looks so big, nor on how I need
I am sure I have told you that the women in my family enjoy, and are generally good at, making group decisions. To the point
I’ve been out to dinner the past two nights. This feels remarkable. Here in the Bay Area, we are experiencing a few halcyon days of
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