Lunch with the ladies. "Does anyone have a tissue?" Handbag rooting ensues. Yes, indeed, there is a tissue. Few minutes later. "Does someone have an Advil?" Bag rooting ensues. Of course, there's an Advil. Third times a charm. "Does anyone have a safety pin?" Laughter, along with rooting, and safety pin for an errant bra… Continue reading What’s In Your Bag?…
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Cry Baby…
When you are a widow and you've had cancer, people inquire about your well-being often. Those journeying through life with grief in our handbags appreciate the ask. So do the cancer girls--really--I've asked them. Throw in a job, clients, back to back events, crisis communications, two cats, three kids and two upcoming weddings and the… Continue reading Cry Baby…
Coaching? You’re On Your Own…
Something about my face must say, "Give me advice. Whenever you feel like it. About any subject." I don't generally think I give off a helpless vibe but I get everything from how to change a tire (like I would ever) to setting a table (girl, please). Giving advice? Can you say superpower? Generally about… Continue reading Coaching? You’re On Your Own…
A Day To Honor The Dress…
A keen-eyed reader informs that yesterday was National Dress Day. My face flashes red at my ignorance. How could such a day exist and I am unawares? I feel heat rise at the excitement of being able to discuss dresses. Be a good girl and get my fan. Dresses go back to ancient Mesopotamia. They… Continue reading A Day To Honor The Dress…
It’s In The Eyes Gaga…
Can we talk about the look? You know, the one at the Oscars. Lady Gaga, goddess of talent, is all angel singing--the way she did tributing Julie Andrews a few years ago--taking our breath away, per usual. Bradley Cooper joins her at the piano to duet the hell out of their Oscar winning song. And… Continue reading It’s In The Eyes Gaga…
What of Mademoiselle Choupette?
Tuesday, Karl Lagerfeld left this world. Chanel-ites drew the shades and lowered their veils. Though he may have been insanely creative and have the work ethic of ten men, his opinions catapulted the man over the top. He veered into hated territory when pronouncing Adele fat. Mademoiselle Choupette may tame your hatred. What will become… Continue reading What of Mademoiselle Choupette?
35 Years…
Remembering wedding anniversaries is not my best skill. The Norwegian would remind me every week before and then daily. It's not that it didn't matter. It's that I'm the least romantic woman on earth. It occurs to me only yesterday that today is 35 years. Or would be if he hadn't had the bad manners… Continue reading 35 Years…
Losing Your Dignity In Heels…
Generally, anything done wearing a good dress, heels and pearls will be forgiven. Mature girls with pearls dancing on the bar look more fun than chicks with no bra, drawn on eyebrows and biker boyfriends. The ones with pearls look like they never left their sororities while the ones sans hair eyebrows are just a… Continue reading Losing Your Dignity In Heels…
Novel Is The Theme…
What, exactly, does a best-selling author offer up after Big Little Lies? Yeah, that one. The one that spawned the can't get enough, drop-your-jaw short series on the small screen? If you're Liane Moriarty, you scoff, and pen Nine Perfect Strangers, the focus of our 2019 January Duchess Dolls Book Club. We've done the self-help… Continue reading Novel Is The Theme…
Holiday Style?…
Tomorrow is Christmas. I haven't hit the seven days promised so the plan will go the way of the New Year's card. You know when those cards aren't ready for the birth of Jesus so we say screw it, Happy New Year. Given the current state of fashion, there is something we need discuss before… Continue reading Holiday Style?…
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