Wisdom and whimsy in moderate doses
Last week, Lindsey reached into my brain, pulled out some of the goop and turned it into a blog post. (It’s nearly the same blog post I started back in March and still have saved as a draft. But hers is much better.) It’s entirely comforting and discouraging to find out there are other people… Continue reading It didn’t even hurt
This is my mother’s neurotic rottweiler, Missy. She may be my mother’s dog, but loves me the most. There’s no logical reason why. She’s not the dog I fuss over, but when I’m at my mother’s, Missy follows me everywhere. She only goes outside when I go out with her. She only eats when I… Continue reading Missy loves me
Miraculously, no one was injured while eating this funnel cake. Powdered sugar can be tricky.
I want one if these. Yep, I mean the mannequin, not the jewelry. (Spotted at Macy’s.) Do you think there’s a question-mark mannequin somewhere, too? And these letters are very fun. (Spotted at Urban Outfitters.) This is what happens when I am on vacation and have some free time.
I love ties. I would absolutely wear them. I love the colors and patterns and styles of these bits of silk. Each one makes a subtle or profound statement or whisper. (But have you ever tried to find a simple tie-friendly button-down women’s shirt? It’s not easy.) And I may have fixed a shirt display… Continue reading Fit to be tied