Give me more Meryl. Give us all more Meryl. Oh, I don’t mean it literally, though I’m enthralled watching Meryl Streep cast in any role. And thanks to cable television, I spent much of my wet weekend catching up on films I’d never seen in the theater. I thoroughly enjoyed the Oscar winning actress in […]
Need a Trojan to Beat a Trojan?
No condom? Don’t read me. Really. This is about sex. Sex and technology. Who would ever have imagined we’d need protection from both? Two of our most fabulous pleasures and modes of connection? Malware. Yes, there’s that word we do not like. But after being one of the thousands (more?) who were hit three times […]
Has Happiness Become the Latest Trend?
Has “Happiness” become an industry? A false god?
Reading Between the Lines
Competition and Coexistence, Print vs. Online One evening last week, I attended a panel discussion that included several notables in the world of interior design and fashion, including journalists. The panel discussion focused on the intersection of design services, magazines, and online venues, blogging in particular, in the world of style. One of the participants […]
With a Little Help From My Friends
Technology trauma Yesterday was rough. Very rough. It took more than five hours to write simply, about simplicity. What’s not to love about that? And I struggled through those hours, trying to avoid a total emotional meltdown due to a serious software snafu beyond my control. I persisted; stubbornness can be an asset. I wrote […]
Why I Choose to Think Like a Man
The pros and cons of a woman… who “thinks like a man.”
What’s the Perfect Icebreaker?
Anxiety at social functions? Learning a few icebreakers can help.
Breakfast Foods, Departing Broods
Ah, for the love of pizza… and sonnets.
The Butterfly Effect
Life in a split second One split second, and everything changes. One glance away while driving. One decision, in a professional context. Perhaps one yes, or a single steadfast no. And you aren’t yet aware of the repercussions. Who hasn’t uttered a careless remark or acted in haste and lived to regret it? Do we […]
If I close my eyes so I may dream. . .
If I close my eyes to dream, I must fill the empty pages. If I close my eyes to dream, I journey to Paris where I am invisible, and I am seen. I make my way to the Seine, I walk along its quais and through its crowds, I wander north,through jostling neighborhoods toward home, […]