saddle up to the barre…

saddle up to the barre…

  today i’m ponying back up to the barre, the ballet barre that is, for another certification. it’s been a couple of years since my last lotte berk/barre workshop, and i’m on pointed toes with excitement. out of all the disciplines i teach i will...
save a prayer for the morning after….

save a prayer for the morning after….

you know that the feeling:   last night’s rosé: a stroll {or two} through a french summer of pink fresh where everything and everyone is prettier, easier to smile at, dare i say even rosier? yet this morning the only thing rosy is your face because it looks like...
our own GREAT PARK

our own GREAT PARK

it’s here. finally. southern california’s own great {central} park is ready for us to move in, hang up our clothes, cook our farm to table cuisine, breathe worry-free exhales, as our kids bike along safe roads from our front doors to some of the...
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my eyebrows haven’t seen a tweezers in weeks, and the expiration dates on my unused, preservative-free nail polish giggle at me every time they espy my un-pedicured feet, but by golly my summer reading is being attended to. from memorial day on i’ve...