The weekend finds us in Vegas for a wedding. Arizonans go to Vegas in the summer because we like to experience the surface of the sun a little more to the north and west. You know, for fun. The only place hotter than The Dale on any given August weekend is The Strip. We still… Continue reading Vegas Baby…
Category: Humor
Bellas For The Win…
PR and Event girls are usually on the ready for just about anything. Last minute decorating snafus, guest no shows, clothing mishaps--we aren't fazed by much. It's kind of, "Shit happens, step over it." Generally we have a bag full of solutions. And safety pins. And mini sewing kits; not that I know how to… Continue reading Bellas For The Win…
The Return of PB & J…
Sometimes there is no accounting for taste. The kind in your mouth. Peanut butter and jelly returned to my life this week. I knelt bedside and thanked Mother Mary for guiding me through the darkness. Bread, the true love of my life, was a cancer casualty. After chemo and radiation, it wouldn't go down my… Continue reading The Return of PB & J…
Get Your Car, Coffee and a Comedian…
Latest obsession: Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee. Haven't seen it? It's Jerry Seinfeld's Netflix offering where he grabs a car and a comedian and they go for coffee. Who doesn't love cars and coffee? These aren't ordinary cars. Amongst the fare is a '77 VW Camper Bus, a '69 Jaguar XKE, a '58 Cadillac Eldorado,… Continue reading Get Your Car, Coffee and a Comedian…
Housewives Rando…
Perhaps it's the heat. Perhaps it's perpetual obsession with lazing about in the South, parasol shading delicate skin and the lure of running away never seen or heard from again like a modern day Salinger. Only in a dress. And no lusting after twenty year olds. And all that hermity-ness. Really, I just want a… Continue reading Housewives Rando…
The Tweets Tell The Story…
Sunday morning tweets: Sisterella: "I'm starving. Hungover. Need food. Stat." Me: "I went back to bed. Hung and tired. Will only get up for something fat and greasy." Sisterella: "Hmmmm. Fat and greasy. Zipp's? Or Ajo's?" Me: "Ajo's. Noon. No, 11:30." Breakfast/Brunch/Lunch includes food for twenty-three and a Diet Coke the size of Kansas. The… Continue reading The Tweets Tell The Story…
Nostalgic? Fries Will Do That To A Girl…
Twitter tells us it's National French Fry Day. Although I eat fries whenever I feel like now, there was a time fries were the devil. It was when I was addicted to Tab. Remember Tab? The most perfect drink ever? The pink can. The burn down the throat on the way down. The perfect pairing… Continue reading Nostalgic? Fries Will Do That To A Girl…
We Get You Miss Havisham…
Widow readers take heed--the day is upon us. Every girl that's lost a beloved braces for the dreaded anniversary. July 2 is this girl's personal Miss Havisham day. I may not have been left at the altar but every year; jilted is an apt emotion. I get how our dear Miss H wandered the rooms… Continue reading We Get You Miss Havisham…
The Makeup Rocks…
What is it about Oceans 8? The ladies? The Met Gala? The cameos? Aside from a couple Kardashians, the cameos are quite fetching. Miss Wintour appears to be working on her rep since Devil Wears Prada, does she not? Could it be the teaser that one of the beloved boys is dead? Yeah, that happens.… Continue reading The Makeup Rocks…
Keep Those Emotions Away From Me…
For some girls, our comfort zone falls into the, "Ew, get those emotions away from me," category. We're not heartless. We're just rarely found crying, becoming perturbed over nothing or going to the ladies room in a gaggle. Public cry spells humiliation for girls like that. A fave client throws retreats designed to strengthen the… Continue reading Keep Those Emotions Away From Me…
The Duchess Diaries 