Crack Addict

  I stand retracted. I soooo need the internet.  How did I ever live without it before?  I’ve tried everything, including sitting as close to the nearby casita as possible–without those people calling security on me that is–to hopefully latch on to their connection.  I’ve even considered driving around the golf cart with the MacBook on my lap to see if I could score a hit …

Freakin’ Maya Whatta!

  When I left you yesterday, I was heading for my supersized bubble bath to chill out. But what really happens is this.  I get in my casita and suddenly a second wind kicks in, like after a good run.  In fact, I feel a little spastic.  So I boot up my laptop in order to download the pictures/videos I’m about …

Unplugged in Mayacama

    I blow through San Francisco this morning yet still manage to pick up a Prada sweater and JPG tank at Saks.   There’s not a lot of traffic in the store as I think buyers are still waiting for the next round of markdowns. Because we are short on time, I only get to cover a couple of floors and …

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Road Trip

  I never say no to a road trip so when an invitation to a golf resort comes up, I am packed in a matter of minutes. My trip’s wardrobe begins with a purse (no surprise there) which then determines the color scheme for my clothes. Once the outfits are selected, shoes and accessories become easy picks as they only …

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It Had Me at Bonjour

Before I get to blogging about my recent trip, I have a pressing fashion story to post.  In the fall of 2008 I had a second chance at finding my dream purse, an anemic-grey alligator classic flap. I’d discussed it ad nauseum at the purse forum where other purse fanatics shared my thrill of victory. It was a requited (I loved it and it loved …