Yesterday I considered red paint for my walls, red paint for my hair, and settled for a new shade of vermilion on my toe nails. Last night, I also cut myself bangs. Very Sandra Bullock. And don’t we all know that she appeared at the Golden Globes with a new do? Blunt bangs, and commentary […]
Archives for 2011
Painting the Town
Did you paint the town red this weekend? Party hardy? Maybe you painted the baseboard trim instead? Given the toss up between movies and digging out the glossy Glidden, I went for a mini-marathon of film faves on Sunday to unwind. It was great! I also did a little puttering around the house, pondering the […]
Cheesy
Fromage. Isn’t that a fabulous word? It’s the delicious, elongated “aaaah” in the second syllable that adds to the yum factor. So. Have you enjoyed any fromage lately? And yes. It is French for cheese. Last night I caught The Truth About Cats and Dogs on cable, in which there is an amusing scene where […]
Dance While You Can
At night, for more than a week, I heard their sounds outside. Laughter mostly. Music occasionally. Fortunately, they have always been considerate about keeping the decibel level down for the old folks in the neighborhood. You know. Those of us over the age of 20. And they were content, sitting around the fire pit, often […]
Real Camille?
Bad Habits Okay, so send me to my room without supper. I watched the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills last night. The big moment was approaching! The Kelsey-Camille Kiss Off. How could I miss that? And might we actually see the real Camille, when vulnerable? Might we see the Real Kelsey – the one we’ve […]
Squeezed
Some days, no matter what you do, you’re out of time. You multitask and your arms, legs, even your hair follicles – the whole kit and caboodle – it’s all insufficient. Maybe Murphy’s Law kicks in – no more than usual, mind you. But the fact is, you’re caught. Squeezed. Really squeezed – all deadlines […]
Tossing and Turning, Flossing and Spurning
You know those nights when you can’t sleep? You’re soooooooooooooo tired, but you hit the lights, crawl under the comforter, settle in just so with your pillows scrunched and your toes dangling off the edge of the bed – exactly as you like it. You shut your eyes. You think good thoughts. You wait. And […]
To Be Or Not To Be: Choosing Your Child By Gender
How could I not be a little horrified when I read this headline? Couple aborts twin boys because they want a girl using IVF. When it comes to the art of headline writing, I’d say that qualifies as a grabber. It caught my attention, provoked my ire, and brought me to this article that appeared […]
Argyles
The clothes make the teen (man) There was the suspender phase. And the bow-tie phase. And the tie-dye phase (which has yet to end). Ripped jeans? Ever in fashion. Likewise, the torn and worn leather jacket. Apparently, one has moved on to a taste for preppy classics: neat sweaters (to my relief) and strangely, argyle […]
Giving Shape to Invisibility
Giving shape to invisibility. I plucked those evocative words from a writer I’ve recently discovered, Wolf Pascoe at Just Add Father, and the reference comes from this: When I was eight, my father died suddenly. My mother never remarried. As a result, a good part of my life has been defined by what was missing. […]