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Personal
“It’s not personal”, we were told when a few good friends were laid off this week at work. It will be personal to me Monday morning when I walk by one friend’s empty…
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Fall Issue
Vogue has yet to give us a glimpse of the cover of its September issue but we do know that Lady Gaga will grace it. This is the much anticipated thick as a…
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A Desk of One’s Own
Growing up I shared a desk with my sister that my mother refinished and painted to match our bedroom décor. We used it for everything but its intended purpose, homework. It held a…
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Summer of ’42
A band of hot days came in long succession, Italian ones with low thick air. I had a rare free day with my daughter and we decided to visit an outlet store in Massachusetts…
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Memory’s Muse
Can you forgive one more perfume post? Fragrance is on my mind these days because of a newspaper gig I have where I get to write about perfume a lot. Attached at the bottom…
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Sisters
I met Miss Mary Sears last Sunday at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. She becharmed me so much that I have been googling her as well as the painter of her…
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The Scents We Left Behind
Does anybody remember the perfume Charlie? I baptized myself with it in college. I loved the ads with the leggy future Charlie’s Angel, Shelley Hatch, strutting her stuff. Somehow I felt if I…
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Vicky
When my daughter was a small child, I gave her a book called The Little While Friends, about pals that she would meet and enjoy briefly but never see again. I was thinking…
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Some Enchanted Evening
Unexpectedly, life will turn a corner and it’s abruptly sadder and not as much fun, at least for a while. The phone that rang with good news of babies being born, new houses…
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The Girl I Used to Be
I saw my younger self today…while I was shoe shopping. I gasped inwardly and stopped dead in my tracks for a moment. It wasn’t just the long straight brown hair with the center…
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Spring Dance
For spring, Valentino has done some gorgeous party dresses. There’s a navy chiffon short number with embroidered flowers and a full skirt, some beautiful fitted lace sheaths in exquisite colors. Sweet feminine fluff…
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Paris in Love
I read a short story once about a lonely pioneer wife whose husband went to greet a wagon he heard traveling in the distance of their homestead. The couple had been living alone…
