By ALI CUDBY
I’ll admit it – I was a Pitch Perfect addict. I paid to see the ode to a cappella in theaters. Twice.
I rented the movie on Pay Per View. I watched it on cable…oh…let’s not count the number of times.
Was it a lot? Yes.
Did I need a Pitch Perfect 12-step program? Maybe.
As far as I was concerned, Pitch Perfect was aca-awesome, and I couldn’t WAIT for the sequel.… Read More
As we all know, the swimwear market is very different than the lingerie world, yet when they cross bows, the similarities elevate bathing suits to another level of expertise. First and foremost is the fit element. Lingerie bra technology serves the intimate seascape of large busted women from a knowledge base line not pursued by most established swim brands. I will admit though that many of the fashion trends apparent in the swim market are … Read More
When I first moved to Cabo San Lucas, I was a little put off by the activity in the Harbor, particularly when I was on the beach where Cruise ships (sometimes three at a time), jet-skis, enormous yachts, fishing craft and other assorted seafaring vessels commandeered so much of the vista. I wondered sometimes what had happened to the Mexican tranquility I envisioned in my plans. Funny, I love the water, but have never been … Read More
Several weeks ago while riding, I fell off my horse. Doing this from a cantor results in quite an impact. Time stops for just a second as I recover my equilibrium. Everyone stands still until I rise up and ask to get back in the saddle. Every time I have taken a spill, I insist that I remount, because I know that getting right back on the horse is the best way to insure continuity. … Read More
Other than my own wedding which was so long ago, the details escape my memory, I have only attended one bridal suite pre-wedding regalia. That was recently at my daughter in law’s bequest. There the bride and her attendants, wrapped in specially monogrammed robes, were pampered by makeup artists and hairstylists who morphed them into ladies in waiting. The champagne flowed. mimosas were poured and there was so much food I wondered how they would … Read More
Last week, I finally found a yoga group here in Cabo that I could attend regularly. It’s been 3 years since I attended a class, distracted as I was from my own needs in my overwhelming quest to control events in my life that were, let’s say, not in my control. I missed the refuge it once provided and the side benefits of just feeling more right with myself. It appeals to my need for … Read More
Some years ago, I had a dream one night that left me in a strange state upon awakening. I decided to record this reverie before all recollection faded into the day’s reality. But, all I could remember was that I was searching for someone or something that eluded me. I was traveling in Italy on a winding stone road towards an exotic hamlet that was embraced by a floral paradise. I specifically remembered that the … Read More