Meeting a friend for coffee halfway between her house and mine. Miss Special K is bringing a collection of tea cups for our Fairytale Tea decorating extravaganza on Sunday. Remember? The best charity event of the year? The cafe is foreign to us. It doesn't take long to find out why. I arrive first making… Continue reading Loud Talker…Phlegm Boy
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Who Needs A Bath Study?…
A dear friend, The Divine Ms. S from the South, sends over an article, "Taking a Hot Bath Burns as Many Calories as a 30-Minute Walk, Study Says." I didn't finish the article before I ran another elixir for the senses and lowered myself into its warm embrace. Once I was cozy, I explored said… Continue reading Who Needs A Bath Study?…
Wardrobe, Wardrobe, Wardrobe…
Obsession over Ryan Murphy's latest offering, Feud, continues. Bette Davis and Joan Crawford's Hollywood crafted back biting is delicious dish to be sure. But can we talk hats? And dresses and cigarette holders and gloves and box purses and perfectly powdered faces? The series is set in early sixties L.A. Nobody wore it better than… Continue reading Wardrobe, Wardrobe, Wardrobe…
Very Pinteresting…
Still Pinteresting. It has not lost its appeal. In fact, this past weekend I added some new boards: Pearls, Pearls Everywhere; Southern Charm; The Writer's Life and Tables. Of course, one cannot add boards without a review of old ones. Here's what I learned. If my Pinterest closet were to spring to life I would… Continue reading Very Pinteresting…
Breakfast In Paris…
An article crosses the desk seemingly pointed right at me. The writer laments breakfast in Paris, whining the French don't offer a humongous American wake up call of eggs, bacon, sausage or potatoes. Never one to turn down bacon, I still bristle and scream out, "Blasphemer." The idea that a freshly baked baguette heaped in… Continue reading Breakfast In Paris…
Charity Is Alive and Well…
Our favorite car dealer, Alvin Heggs, is at it again. What did he do for the community now? Well, since I can't help but connect those I know with those I know, I introduced Big Al to HEAL (Happily Ever After League) last year just before the annual tea. This year, HEAL got a grant… Continue reading Charity Is Alive and Well…
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…
Water Emergency…Call Someone
Friday morning I stumble into the bathroom and turn on the shower. Every day, the same. Bathroom stumble, turn on the Keurig, kiss the kittens, climb in the shower. Ten minutes later, actually wake up. I count on a shower to shock me into the day, catapult me to success, wash away yesterday's disappointments and… Continue reading Water Emergency…Call Someone
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…
Thirty-Three Years…
The Norwegian and I would have been married 33 years yesterday. That is if he hadn't dropped dead on a sunny day in the woods. Five years later, I remain neither single nor married; stuck in an undefined relationship status. Grief entered our marriage that day becoming an unwelcome companion, the uninvited guest who doesn't… Continue reading Thirty-Three Years…
The Duchess Diaries 