It is January 1, 2011, the birth of a new year. Birthdays hold so much promise, each one a crossroad from reflection to expectation. The holidays are over. We are cleaning up from the aftermath and gearing up now for a much anticipated cycle of growth. Putting away the fine china I have collected over the years, most of which was bequeathed to me from my parents, I am reminded … Read More
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HAPPY NEW YEAR
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I wasn’t going to write a blog this week. Most people are hunkered down in one way or another, on vacation from routine. It’s the slow dance before the New Year presents a slew of expectations. But last night, a gale force snowstorm blasted the Northeast and this morning I found myself shoveling 12 inches of white powder off the steps of my house. Beautiful as the woods appear coated … Read More
Christmas is upon us and many of us are turning our thoughts away from work to our families and friends and to travels home. This is a time of hopeful expectation, reflection and nesting. I am just a bit melancholy as I remember the excitement and energy that permeated our household during this anticipatory week when my family was very young. Nothing is as magical as a child’s joy on … Read More
This weeks Intimate Discovery:
I first saw the eclectic Between The Sheets brand by the talented young designer, Layla L’obatti several months ago. I was completely captivated by the sensual and casual lifestyle collection whose demure, but provocative design aesthetic completely captures my personal definition of What Is Sexy. Intimate pieces drape the body in a buttery soft silk modal knit and beg to be layered. These styles from … Read More
Last week I accompanied my 13 year old nephew to a concert at Carnegie Hall in which his cousin was performing an oboe solo with the Orpheus Chamber Orchestra. I enjoy music, but I am not a connoisseur. In fact, I have been accused of being tone deaf. Music has never been an art form that has generated a visceral reaction from me. I am a devotee of silence … Read More