I am leaving Cabo this week, traveling back to the East Coast via California where I need to stop for both professional and personal reasons. Vegge Out time is close to over, but I did actually read a few good books and watched a few good movies that I probably would not have rushed to see back home. The first film I rented at Blockbuster (yes they still have Blockbuster in Mexico) was The Great … Read More
The beaches in Cabo boast their fair share of vendors hawking every kind of local craft to visitors in the mood to spend money on their vacations. I myself do not indulge now that I am a certified resident; my tourist persona long since abandoned for sensible homeowner. But after several days of brain drain at the shoreline, Poncho (that really is his name) got to me. I was in the mood for a seaside … Read More
The Norman Diegos Gardens in Cabo
Greetings from Cabo San Lucas where I came to get some much needed reprieve and some serious work done, both in my house and in my head. Lucky for me I was still in a New York frame of mind the first week so I could accomplish something productive before I floated into Mexican mañana land. I do not know exactly what it is in the air here, but … Read More
In her column, Breast Briefs, Elisabeth challenges some of the social media campaigns used to promote October’s Breast Cancer Awareness month. Could they be missing their mark? READ MORE… Read More
I have been in Cabo San Lucas now for several weeks, living under the radar, getting away from it all and spending my time split between house responsibilities and horseback riding. Here I ride daily at Cuadra San Francisco, a world class family owned equestrian center and a multi-disciplined riding facility with over 50 horses in their stable. Ribbons and trophies in every iteration of the sport line the office walls; the owners are … Read More
My first real introduction to the Pacific palette happened some years back when I attended my brother in law’s wedding in San Obispo, California. I came prepared in classic NYC cocktail attire, a simple black knit tank dress with matching flats. Everyone knew where I came from and this time, it had nothing to do with my accent. It became clear that casual on the West coast is a synonym for colorful. Sunshine, warm nights … Read More
Without a doubt, my favorite job was being a hosiery buyer at Macy’s in the 80’s. It was a different era of merchandising then. No one signed my orders or approved my selection decisions. I was given goals and expected to meet them. When I was recruited into the position, I was directed to change the face of the department from boring beige to must have legwear. In those days color was an anomaly and … Read More