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On the Eight Day of a Feminine Christmas
My grandmother had the loveliest china and she was quite proud of it. Probably because she bought it herself, piece by piece, at RH Stearns in Boston. And she used pin money which…
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On the Seventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
Everyone knows that the catwalk is a fantasy. It displays trends in such an outre way that some women reject it all together. But this look has elements of Christmas in it. A…
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On the Sixth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This may have been a Christmas greeting card but I’ve saved it for two reasons. First, the sweet little maiden reminds me of my daughter when she was small. She too, liked to…
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On the Fifth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This idyllic Christmas doorstep really stirs me. I love everything about it…the light in the upper floor windows, the beautiful evergreen wreath, the snow. It’s old-fashioned and wistful and conjures up a feeling…
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On the Fourth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This is one of my favorite Victorian Christmas images. The lovely chatelaine is receiving a large white package, red roses, and an accompanying note. Whatever is in that box, I bet it makes…
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On the Third Day of a Feminine Christmas
The Betsy McCall paper doll was first introduced in McCall’s Magazine in 1951. I distinctly remember my mother tearing out Betsy McCall and cutting her clothes out for me while we sat on…
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On the Second Day of a Feminine Christmas
In school, we sang traditional carols and a few “modern” ballads in our annual Christmas recitals. Over the years, I’ve retained a special place in my heart for that type of Christmas music. …
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On the First Day of a Feminine Christmas
No artists thrills me more at Christmas than Tasha Tudor and her idyllic depictions of children during the holidays. They tug at heartstrings that thread through my Christmases and make me long for…
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Staged Lives
Do you ever feel you know too much about strangers? Maybe you feel you know too much about me. Instagram can be a nice way to learn how other people live. I especially…
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Velvety November
All the way back to Jr. High School, I despised November. It could have been the cold hard rains that still come. Or the darkness. Or the scurried November walk we used to…
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Remembering the Girl I Used to Be
Although many light years have passed, the girl I used to be still visits occasionally. She infiltrates my day dreams on quiet car rides and some nights she flickers before my eyes just…
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Cozy People
I love the fall outfit above. It’s looks very cozy. This is the time of year that I begin to look forward to warm and soft garments to wrap myself in. But nothing…