An eye doctor once told me that petite women need reading glasses at a younger age than our taller peers. His theory was that our arms simply aren’t as long as taller people’s arms. They can extend their arms out farther, so they manage longer without glasses. It’s as simple as that. I wasn’t looking …
Have I ever told you about the tendency I have when I read good books? I get lost in them and can’t shut up about them because they take up so much space in my brain. I get this trait, among many, from my dad. Six years ago or so I dedicated my reading to …
Here we are at the last installment of my Journey of a Thousand Dresses. I want to thank you all for joining me every step of the way. Going into this journey I thought it would be easy. Just throw on a dress each day, add some shoes, and be done. But this little adventure …
It’s that time again when the ladies from JTouchofStyle and I pool our memories and photos to create a Fab Collab that spans the generations. Over this coming week we’ll share memories of summer get-away styles from the past as well as ways we style them today. My story kicks us off with memories of The Stratford Festival and …
When it comes to staying cool and comfortable, the last several summers have been somewhat miserable for me. When I was younger, I froze year round. Not anymore. Now I’m hot more often than cold. My inner thermostat detects 65°F/18°C and begins the meltdown process almost immediately. When I wear long pants and leather sneakers …
We interrupt the Journey of a Thousand Dresses to bring you a tale about happy pigs and happy kids, along with a summer outfit the pigs just loved. 😄 I’ll be back with the dress series soon! When I do a search for vintage goodies online, I often come across the tag word “Coachella.” This is …
Before stepping out on my Journey of a Thousand Dresses, I had exactly two experiences with wrap dresses. Neither left me convinced I would be comfortable and look good in that style. One dress was a potato brown Eileen Fisher dress that came to my mid-shin. I can hear several of you out there saying, …
Not quite a year ago, I was at a deli in Arizona having a light dinner with my parents and a couple of their friends, Danny and Jana. Whenever I say their names together, I almost always stumble on the letters and call them “Janny and Dana.” Go ahead. Say “Danny and Jana” out loud …
It was a warm February day in Arizona when vintage super maven, Suzanne Carillo, and I got ready to go meet up with newfound blogger friends at a restaurant. She put on a dress, while I chose jeans and a forgettable top. In the last seconds before walking out the door, I mentioned how nice …
Nearly two weeks have passed since I boarded a train heading from Seattle to Vancouver. It was early in the morning–far earlier than I’m used to–but I had enough butterflies in my stomach and excited buzzing in my brain that I couldn’t sleep once the train got rolling. I headed north that day to meet …