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The Scents of Fall
I switch my light summer fragrances to those with warmer accords when the air turns cool in September. More often than not, the perfume I reach for on chilly mornings is Chanel No.…
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Seventeen Summer
No matter what age I was, all my summers were Seventeen Summers. They were filled with the glories depicted in what I consider Seventeen Magazine’s golden years (1960’s – 1970’s). Neither cell phones…
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Back-to-School Style.
Here’s the great sixties model Colleen Corby in a classic back-to-school outfit from the pages of Seventeen. My allegoric new year always starts September 1st, a left-over feeling from my own school days. Mom took…
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Consolation
In high school, I wanted to be a cheerleader more than anything. I adored the uniforms: black and orange wool skirts with wide pleats, cozy crewneck letter sweaters, black socks and saddle shoes. I especially…
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Secrets of Loveliness
This charming book was a Scholastic Book Selection when I was in grammar school. Every month our teacher passed out flyers for wonderful paperback books which students could order for only a few cents. …
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The Clothes of Our Lives
I visited with my old Jr. High School teachers, Mrs. Butler and Mrs. Bleiweiss the other day. Metaphorically speaking. A friend and I drove to Mattatuck Museum in Waterbury, Connecticut for a charming…
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Christmas Assembly
In the 1960’s, every public elementary school in my town held a Christmas assembly each year on the last school day before the holiday vacation. These programs took place in the…
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Mrs. Carlton
I was thrilled that my 7th grade American History teacher was to be Mrs. Barbara Carlton. My older brother had her the year before and told me that she was great. Where we lived…
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Two Gentlemen
This portrait stunned me at Newport’s Rosecliff Mansion. The hypnotic blue eyes looked deep into mine as if casting a spell. I felt I knew him. There was no identification on the wall…
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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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School Days
I attended Marlborough Jr. High School in the late sixties. It was run by the strong arm of Principal Leo Brennan, a stoic ex-military, ex-professional football player of enormous size and few words.…
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A Piece of Each…..
Last night I attended my 35th high school reunion. I hadn’t been to any prior reunions but my new Facebook page connected me with so many old classmates, I began to feel nostalgic…
