Walk Like An Optimist, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:56am
Recently I read this article in the Washington Post, Why Optimists Live Longer than the Rest of Us. Briefly, it made a good case that
Recently I read this article in the Washington Post, Why Optimists Live Longer than the Rest of Us. Briefly, it made a good case that
While I don’t care much for the term, “date night,” I’m quite fond of the phenomena itself and am therefore prepared to Move On from
It wasn’t a good night for sleep. If I could write about anything other than the United States’ Supreme Court decision on Roe v. Wade,
Tomorrow night in Milan the JW Anderson show will feature an installation of my son’s clothing/art. The announcement is here. That was a really great
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
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