Am I starting to sound like a broken record to you? Each season I swoon over some dream jacket or dream bag or I go on and on about some fabric concoction that I can’t live without. But today I’m going to tell you a little story about how dream dresses can happen to a simple girl like me. Remember …
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Sick, Sick, Sick
So for a while back I did that whole FIMTSO series to detox myself from the habit of buying in multiples. I blamed it on the refugee mentality (hoarding for an unpredictable future…albeit for necessities like food rations), the Imelda Marcos curse (because I like rainbows!), and even just pure, unadulterated gluttony. But this weekend, during a family reunion I …
Interview: The Seven Letter Project
As you may have noticed, I never really identify anyone by his or her full name at my blog. But today I’ll make an exception because I think you should know this name. Ennis Howard, Jr. is my brother from another mother. And father. That is to say he’s like a family member first to my parents and now to …
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Road To Adoption
For a while now I’ve been writing about the quest for my first (the eternal optimist that I am) Hermès bag. If I hadn’t been carrying on this dalliance with Chanel for so long I probably would have had a Birkin, a Kelly, and a Lindy in my closet by now. But my heart was elsewhere and that’s where the …
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Get To The Good Stuff
It’s still all good. Family is managing, work is better than ever, furkids still remember me…and so I’m back. A lot has happened, quite intensely in the last six weeks, so I had to stop blogging a bit to just take a vacay from my thoughts. Writing can be good in that it exorcises the pain from your head. Yet …