four years ago today i started to get cramps in my face from smiling too much. not really a pretty image, huh? and it hurt too. there were tears also. happy tears. but mostly smiles. a wide, uncontainable, starting from my stomach, finishing out to the tops of my...
farewell white linen dresses, which dance around my ankles, and evoke the damsel in delight in me for every occasion i wear them. so long white, strappy sandals, who platform me up among the telephone wires, and beach combing helicopters, giving me that extra...
so yesterday my friend patty and i zoomed up to venice for one, last, summer hurrah. patty’s warm weather getaways were nil this year, and a planned trip to nyc for hunkiest and me was axed at the eleventh hour, which left me with the rare predicament of my...
some days are just best begun down by the shore. when the crosswalks, horn honks and lanes un-merging crescendo into an all too-heavy dubstep beat of stress and madness, a sunrise visit to the sand quaaludes all the family members into a simpler mien where shoes and...
they say it takes a village to raise a child, well i say it takes a sephora to get this mug neighborhood presentable. last week’s photo shoot for mary jo matsumoto has left my skin less than porcelain smooth. while it does wonder for pictures, the make up i wear...
