Me and the fashionistas!

Some of you know how close I am to the fashion world. And those people will know the extent of the gap! However, I do have some claims to fashion fame – starting with Barbara Tfank , who has become justly famous for dressing Michelle Obama very elegantly and now Adele. Last year I put…

Vancouver is #3, again

This morning’s glance at the news on my phone revealed that Vancouver is #3 on a list of the  Worst-Dressed Cities in the world – and only because we are held responsible for the success of Lululemon and the propogation and misuse of yoga pants everywhere. Needless to say, I was unmoved by that information.…

Buying a bathing suit

I don’t swim much – almost never, in fact. And I don’t wander about in my bathing suit any more than absolutely necessary. Even so, every few years it is necessary to get a new bathing suit so that I can participate in the expected water-based activities of a tropical  vacation. So, the other day when…

Spare time, and what to do with old wool sweaters

Did anyone say that we have to blog about things we actually do? No? Good, so I can blog about things I might like to do someday. And I can embellish the post with semi-relevant links that you can waste your time following. After all, I have wasted quite a bit of time finding and linking them…

Hellooooo! Barbara Tfank, can you hear me?

In fact, this post is about the wonders of the internet, combined with my atypical recent interest in fashion. I was browsing around clicking on links on interesting blogs, and ended up on a site I wouldn’t typically get to – Mrs. O – a site devoted to Michelle Obama’s style. There was Mrs. O……

Humility and skinny jeans

Most of you who have ever tried on clothes in a store dressing room will understand the meaning of the word “humility.” I’ve been quite pleased with myself in my  recent dressing room experiences, because I have lost 10 pound of blubber, mainly around my middle. Still have about 5 pounds, but my body type…

Wardrobes and weddings

In a recent conversation about travel packing, M asked me if I took my bathing suit to South America. “Yes,” I replied, “since we went snorkeling, but I could have gotten away without it by unzipping the legs of my jungle pants, and I wore a shirt anyway to avoid sunburn on my back.” “Oh,…