I have a love hate relationship with boudoir photography. Part of me rejects the concept of women putting themselves on display, the need to define sexuality as a provocative pose in a minimum or no clothing. But the other side of the equation is art. Photography is the most seductive art form I know. A talented photographer captures the essence of the subject by freezing a point in time. What … Read More
Living in Mexico obviously as its plus side: I am cut off from the sound of our never ending multimedia noise stream. I can’t understand the language well enough to read or listen to the local news. The weather is spectacular; the people warm and selfless. I could go on. But the reality is that we are in a second world country. A walk in the desert yields garbage thrown … Read More
This week we showcase the Made to Order Lingerie from British Designer, Sarah Brown. Her collection of precious underpinnings is on display in the Gallery this week. READ and SEE more here.… Read More
This is Cuadalquiver, the colt born two days ago at Cuadra San Francisco where I ride in Cabo. Pictured here with his mom, he spends most of his day glued to her side nursing. I was telling my friend Elisabeth Dale, who is visiting me for a few days, how in awe everyone is at the site of this baby horse bonding with his 1000 pound mother. Elisabeth got me … Read More
This weekend the weather shifted in Cabo. I know my Northeast friends will not feel particularly sorry for me but, I am cold. My husband thinks I have become a true Mexican, so acclimated to the climate here that the first “winter” winds send me inside for a sweatshirt. But it’s not true. I am not appearing at the stable every morning, as my Mexican compadres are, in long-sleeves and … Read More
Lingerie Runway shows are always provocative. This year French retailer Etam once again presented a showstopping spectacle during the September Paris Fashion Week. Alison sharessome of the most spectacular images in this week’s Gallery. READ and SEE more… Read More
The other day, while taking a walk in the desert, I had to stop twice. I wasn’t tired. I felt something in my shoe, sat down, took off my sneaker and shook it out. For good measure, I wiped the bottom of my sock. I started out again only to find myself still bothered by some small intrusion nagging my foot. This time, I took off my sock, turned it … Read More