Several years ago, on a family vacation in France, I took my history obsessed son on an excursion to Omaha Beach in Normandy. His passion at the time was everything he could learn about World War II and the parent in me felt compelled to give him this opportunity. Little did I realize the impact this memorial would have on my own familial vision. Both my mother and my … Read More
When I was in my 20’s, my aunt moved from her family home to an apartment and gave me her glass and wrought iron garden table in order to help me furnish my first makeshift apartment. The clean, elliptical lines of its simple base visible through a transparent surface appealed to my taste for the organic. I liked the juxtaposition of lightness and weight. Unfortunately, my youthful naivety caused me … Read More
As a little girl, I imagined myself a ballerina, fully anointed in a tutu and pink ballet slippers. I would be the reincarnation of Tinker Bell, floating on air, whisper light with the charming mystique of this charismatic fantasy, a fairy princess. It was not until I was a teenager when my mom gave me tickets to the Joffrey Ballet dress rehearsals, that I became acquainted with the pulsating power … Read More
This week’s Intimate Discovery: Seminar at Curve NY for Shapewear Aficionados
There is no doubt that shapewear has emerged as the category
to watch in the Lingerie market. Growing exponentially in concept and construction, it will not be ignored as it evolves into a classification worthy of supporting the infrastructure of an Intimate Apparel business. Intima magazine highlights this phenomenon in their new issue to which I was proud … Read More
As an art student, traveling through Italy, I was introduced to the genius of Michelangelo when I first saw the legendary statue of David at the Accademia in Florence. In those days it was possible to get close to the sculpture, close enough to touch the marble. The vision of this historic icon carved in a hard polished stone brought me to tears, because the artist had managed to … Read More
When I was 16, I bought an art book, in Paris, considered very risqué at the time for its sensual renditions of the naked female body. For me, it was visual poetry in motion, a photographic tome of femininity, each black and white vignette a metaphor of nature. Small details were magnified to evoke an alternative perception of the actual subject. The curve of a hip became a barren landscape; … Read More
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