[…] a small display of my fashion jewelry – like seen on Pinterest – but I read on the little note enclosed with my necklace that I should keep it in its own little baggie. How do you store your jewelry? I have a jewelry armoire with velvet-lined drawers, but my favorite costume pieces (Stella […]
[…] especially when you’re in a fluorescent lit fitting room standing there with your winter pallor and your underpants gaping out of the legholes as a college-aged salesperson knocks on the door and excitedly asks to see how it’s going. I hate shopping for swimwear, but have found it less awful when I shop online. […]
[…] this post; if you click on a link and make a purchase I may receive a small commission. If you’ve read this blog for a bit, you know I am a fan of Chico’s. I appreciate their size range, their quality, and how they craft clothing that is comfortable, stylish, and creates solutions for […]
[…] I see a pattern – not enough sleep, too much coffee, not enough green in my diet, and too much time wasted scrolling through social media. Knowing is half the battle, and being aware of these habits helps me take control again. This weekend, I am in Palm Springs with the clothing brand Chico’s […]
[…] attention to what Stevie is wearing and copied as much of what she was doing as I could. I never even bothered to hide it. She just knows what she’s doing. She’s a rock and roll bohemian princess. She is amazing. She has evolved in our time together to become a much classier, high […]
[…] my wardrobe was matte jersey for this very reason, and I regularly wore a wrap dress for training seminars. A variety of shoes is a must to keep your feet happy for a long span of time. Wedges, flats, and kitten heels can look great with pants and skirts of all lengths without leaving […]
[…] “lamesauce.” Women have worked so hard to have a title available that doesn’t define them by their marital status or age. Each time Mrs. is used it keeps it alive, and me using it gave it a bit more life. If I could go back, I would choose Ms. Thank you to those who […]
[…] who ran the place went to my sister’s high school, the one my daughter will likely attend. They were passionate and not at all pretentious. I don’t know what came over me, but I reached out to them. A week later, I was at the gym signing a contract. I was sick and tired […]
