April showers bring May flowers and lightweight fabrics that flutter in the wind, a bit more skin, and buttons– I seem to be having a thing for large buttons. You’ll see what I mean. Are you ready for Instagram Fashion: May? This was a tough month. I started strong and gathered far too many beauties for my own good, so narrowing down or categorizing has … Continue reading Instagram Fashion: May
So the other night, I happened to be at a restaurant with a fairly new acquaintance. I chose the only vegetarian appetizer on the menu- artichoke hearts. It’s only recently, within the last year, that I tried artichoke for the first time outside of a dip. I was at a friend’s dinner party; they were soaking in an oil and herb brine and melted on … Continue reading Well, That Was Embarrassing.
I woke up this morning to subtle rain, not the sort that wakes you in the beautiful way an early morning downpour would. It’s a soft rain, not noticeable until I walk over to the window and pull it open. Rain is running over the round bodies of mangoes hanging low on branches, tapping at blades of grass, glistening on the pavement. The birds twitter … Continue reading Rain and My Cluttered Brain
I recently upgraded from a car that was determined to get itself drowned in a canal to a car that I can safely depend on to get me back home from wherever I’ve been. I didn’t want to shell out the blasted money, but it appeared that I was doing so anyway with one mechanical issue after another. So this new car is, well, newer, … Continue reading Messy Cars Anonymous
Three women set out on a road trip. Here’s an eyeful of the beautiful experience. Continue reading Girl’s Trip: Sarasota, Florida
One of the really simple things that makes me happy is waking up and laying in bed listening to the birds outside my window. Some chirp, some whistle, some screech. Some talk fast, some slow. I love to hear their variations. It got me thinking: How absurd it is to imagine one species of bird being jealous or envious of another bird’s song. I can’t … Continue reading The Birds Don’t Compare
Yes, we ladies like to complain about our wombs and ovaries, childbirth, period cramps and hormones. Complaining, if we’re being honest, can feel damn good. Nothing like a little girl talk about sore nipples, hot flashes, widening hips and unsatisfied clits to spice up our evenings. I get it, and I’m with you. But how about we shut up for a bit and embrace the … Continue reading Embrace Your Feminine
I miss being in school. I miss the required readings; the papers to write; the hours of research; realizing the best organizational style; the insights; the brilliant professor; the passionate professor; the exploration of ideas old and new; the naming of parts; the intellectual pushing and stretching; the art. You get the picture. So I’ve been wanting to make time to study something, and I … Continue reading Women and Comedy
Cowabunga Dudettes, Little Children by Tom Perrotta is the suburban satire you’ve all been waiting for. If there’s any modern novel of suburban dystopia that you want to read, this will be it. If you’re looking to blame society for the ills and disappointments of your life; if you’re looking to point a bony, bitter finger; if you’re looking to blame your ex, or your parents, … Continue reading “Little Children” Book Review
The day before my boudoir photo shoot is the feeling beautiful pre-game show. I spend extra time exfoliating and applying natural oils. I drink copious amounts of water for days to ensure plump, hydrated skin. I pull out every piece of lingerie that I own. Silky, lacy, demure, racy; I try them all. I put on music, slip on some heels, dance in front of … Continue reading The Beauty of Boudoir, and Why Every Woman Should Do It
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