My dad took this photo of me when I was maybe four years old. (Lovely ’70s furniture in our old apartment, right?)…
I totally admire those brilliant paper confectioners who transform their presents into visual feasts by using hand-printed paper (hell, they probably make their own!) and adding ephemera…
Since this is my first Thanksgiving as a blogger, I was wracking my brain trying to come up with my own novel take on heritage turkeys and organic pumpkin pie. Nothing came to mind, so then I was gonna tackle the annual shopping-as-contact-sport event that is Black Friday…
To show my Halloween spirit, I was gonna plaster this post with images of carved pumpkins, bubbling cauldrons, filmy ghosts—and creepy Michael Myers’ masks. But that all seemed much too been-there-done-that…
Here’s a little pre-Halloween suggestion if you’re planning on dressing up as a witch (à la Miss Gulch, as opposed to Glinda) tomorrow night. You’ve probably already picked out a sexy black frock and pointed hat, but what are you gonna put on your feet?
This post is not about a renaissance in Art Deco or Surrealism from the 1930s. No, I’m alluding to the fact that today is my, ahem, 38th birthday…
I’m not gonna discuss Bianca Jagger’s iconic Studio 54 style or the advent of DVF’s jersey wrap dress here. No, even though I was born pretty recently (hey, everything’s relative!) in 1973, this post is not about that decade’s funky fashion and faux pas. Instead, I wanna give a big shout-out to my mom (a.k.a. […]
I had a hate-hate relationship with the color navy for the longest time. Back in college, I bought a dowdy navy suit for a job interview. It didn’t help that I paired it with navy pumps which made me look very stewardess-meets-Murphy-Brown. Navy always seemed too difficult and annoying to match. While its hex triplet […]