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Kate Spade
When I took my first job after my divorce it was in the city. I traveled by train every morning to what seemed a faraway and intimidating Emerald City. When I disembarked I…
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Bubbly Melon’s Italian Pie
One of my first jobs after college was working for a cutting-edge tech company. It was 1978 and we were making computers for the airline industry. It was a blast with a Mad…
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Boss Lady
I thought it appropriate on this Labor Day weekend to tell you about a boss I once had. I only worked for Jo Boyd Fay for a few short years but in the…
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Starry, Starry Night
A few years ago for a time, I was bullied at work. The day I returned from Christmas vacation that year, my boss asked me to meet her in the conference room. I…
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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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The Power of Lipstick
My first foray into lipstick was the night I stole a tube of lipstick from my mother’s dresser and created a work of art on my sister’s face. A Kodak moment to be…
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Charmed, I’m Sure
The day my mother revealed that she had enrolled me in charm school, I pitched an uncharming fit. In fifth grade the last place I wanted to be on Saturday mornings was a classroom at the back of…
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Laura Quinn, Working Girl Style
Laura Quinn (Demi Moore) is a fascinating style icon for the working girl. Her controlled 1960’s look mirrors her contained deameanor. Always being overlooked for promotions over the Mad Men dressed males…
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Nana’s Home
I learned elegant homecaring from my grandmother. Nana never had a house of her own and always lived on the streetcar line in Boston. She and my grandfather rented a great old apartment in…
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Linda
Linda rented the upstairs apartment – the one with the palladian window, French doors, clawfoot bathtub, and hardwood floors. The day she moved in, I just knew she belonged there. I glimpsed her…
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Her Style
A slew of new images of my grandmother have come into my possession recently. I haven’t seen these photographs, in dare I say it??? Forty years! Some truths, which I suspected about her…
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Beth
This is the first in a periodic series of essays on women I have encountered who have lit a style candle for me…. ~~~~ One fall, I helped my sister pack her belongings…
