Well ladies, I’m back. And I had such a good time: there was hiking, as I mentioned there would be; and yoga that was more than a little above my (forever beginner) skill level; there was healthy, delicious food and there were lovely people and there was even bowling. And badminton on a great green lawn. And so, so many blossoming bushes of peonies. It was all enough to inspire one to browse the local real estate listings, and reader, I did. I’m having one of those it’s-never-too-late-to-change-everything moments, and this one stars a cozy house on a pretty street not too far from some woods where I can walk the dogs every day. Would I be bored out of my mind in the country? Very possibly yes. But it is a lovely fantasy. Meanwhile, please excuse me if I am not quite up to speed this week: I have vacation brain pretty bad.
Well guys, I’m off to the mountains again in order to hike, do yoga, eat well, renew, revive, and just in general take care of myself. I’ll be gone around three weeks, during which time I will be posting occasionally. Do check back. I love you impossibly.
I quite enjoyed the 90s.
I have a bit of a sunglass problem. Also a denim problem, a Fornasetti problem, and a lipstick problem. And you?
When my close pal Andrea Linett came to lunch not long ago carrying an advance copy of her new book, The Cool Factor, I immediately turned into the rudest lunch date ever, unable to take my eyes off its pages, and return my focus to conversation like a polite person should. This book is like that—you just fall in, obsess over all the juicy bits, and devour. About three dozen surpassingly stylish women—almost all of whom are over 40, which is cool—are profiled (and photographed beautifully by Andrea’s husband Michael Waring) and they provide the kind of real-life inspiration that I, for one, am always craving. There are also tons of helpful wardrobe hints, all imparted in Andrea’s fun, funny, highly relatable voice. The message here is that great style is something we all can have, and that it’s something to have fun with, and if there is any justice in this world, it will become a classic.
Reader, I wore bolo ties in the 80s. Beat that.