About twice a year, the organization bug latches on so hard I am powerless against cords sticking out all willy nilly, too many things in drawers and makeup brushes that have not been washed. In a while. Or ever. The past weekend begins with the fridge. If only it resembled a Pinterest fridge, filled to… Continue reading The Organization Bug…
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Happily Ever After Time…
"Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme..." Can you guess our table theme? Hahahahaha. Yes it's time for HEAL's Fairytale Tea again. This year--April 9 at The Camby. The best, hands down, fundraiser of the year. Been to all of them. No chicken for five hundred bucks here. This one's afternoon tea… Continue reading Happily Ever After Time…
Mascara Slut…
Few things make the heart race more than mascara. Drenched in gobs of black, eyelashes provide inner strength and resilience. I write about makeup and The Dolls are effusive with commentary. And, yes, unlike my stuffed bra, they're real. So imagine my surprise when trolling buzzfeed I spy Too Faced Cosmetics article, "13 Things Anyone… Continue reading Mascara Slut…
Just A Dime Size…
Is anyone else irritated with a "dime size?" Mostly in moisturizers, foundations and stuff you put on your face. The directions say, "Spread a dime size amount evenly across your face." Either I have a face the size of Texas or dime size is a marketing gimmick. Pfft. No one loves makeup more than me.… Continue reading Just A Dime Size…
Into The Woods…Pfft
"What is it you've got against camping?" questions a new reader. Of all the things listed in the "about" section, loathing camping is the last for which I expect blowback. But you do you and I'll do me. Just know we'll never run into each other in the woods. In an old photo I find… Continue reading Into The Woods…Pfft
The Handkerchief…
Reaction from The Duchess Dolls (that's you) is always a surprise. This time--it's a tiny sentence that strikes a chord. "Where is a gentleman with a hankie when I need one?" The ladies swooned at the thought. Alas, it is not a swoon of the romantic variety as the last man most of them knew… Continue reading The Handkerchief…
Can A Blue Dress Save Me?…
I was sick this week, just a cold. But enough of a cold to render me grouchy, stuffy, coughy, achey and did I say grouchy? Not even lunch with the YaYas could save me from self-pity. I worked very little, which makes me angry. Not moving forward is my irritant. If only I could turn… Continue reading Can A Blue Dress Save Me?…
He Needs A Hellcat…
Remember when the cool guys drove muscle cars that looked like they just escaped Daytona, had no car seats and the two of you drove around just for the fun of cruising through town? Remember those cars in screaming colors that were a little loud with guys just cute enough to worry your parents? They're… Continue reading He Needs A Hellcat…
Holiday Manners…A Primer
All that holiday smiling, visiting and small talk can exhaust a girl's manners. Need a primer? So many parties, so little time. Some revelers forget we have work in the morning or that we’re just not that friendly. If that’s you, my doll, buck up and make the best of it. Show up. Bring a… Continue reading Holiday Manners…A Primer
Cars On Sale?…
We can always count on Big Al, our favorite car guy, to toss the car buying experience up in the air. This time, he’s having a sale right before Christmas. Nope, not waiting to throw all the leftovers to an after holiday blowout, he’s having a Big Finish/Early Start sale this Saturday starting at 7… Continue reading Cars On Sale?…
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