Smile Again ~ Kensie

I spent the afternoon today on the beach in Cabo San Lucas, ruminating somewhat about the subject for today’s blog and what might be appropriate.  I know that many of my readers, particularly in the Northeast are still reeling from the ramifications of Hurricane Sandy.  It’s a fine line between dealing with Sandy’s rampage and the need to move on.  Even Cabo has been hit by unexpected storms this year.  … Read More

Sometimes, It’s Not About Lingerie. . .  .

I lived in Long Beach, New York for 30 years; first on the water, later one block away.  There were many storms, hurricanes, nor’easters, blizzards.  There were many evacuations; some we heeded, some not.  It never mattered.  Damage was minimal: a little water in the basement, beach erosion, lots of complaints; the usual expected brouhaha when one chooses to live near the … Read More

I was reminiscing yesterday about the huge Holiday dinners we used to host at our house while the kids were growing up. My husband’s famous stuffing, a family dish passed down from his grandmother was a magnet for our guests.  People were always asking for the recipe, which he preferred to keep to himself, adding to the aura of the meal.  In truth, it was a very simple dish, compiled … Read More

A few weeks ago I met my brother on a rainy Sunday in New Haven for a lunch meeting that went awry.  We decided to make the best of it by visiting the Yale University Art Museum.  I knew we would find an aesthetic gem somewhere inside.  And there is was: the Murals of Bonampak, in replica, on the gallery’s walls. This Mayan artwork, discovered in 1946 in a remote … Read More

Fall-Holiday 2012

Visiting the Hanky Panky showroom in NYC today, I walked into a carnival of color;  not surprising for this playful and provocative brand.  But it was the explosion of prints that really accelerated the “fun meter”.  I felt as if I was in a candy store filling my goody bag – in this case my camera- with multiple visual treats.  There were more than I could possibly … Read More

Bewitched ~ Simone Perele

She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth a valentine
. . . .Edna St. Vincent Millay

The day of witching is upon us and something tells me that the cultural obsession with all things beguiling will continue to cast its spell on this holiday’s mystique.  After all, we read books about wizards, lust over … Read More

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