Category Archives: Fashion
I Love Him. I Love Him Not.
Recently on a friend’s blog, I commented about romance. To those people still hoping to find everlasting love I gave this advice: “Don’t expect perfection. After many years of marriage, I still love my husband very much – but NOT EVERY MINUTE.” Friday was our twenty-first wedding anniversary. And even on that special, happy day, …
Child Prodigy
By now I am sure you are wondering: How in the world did Nancy acquire her unerring fashion sense? Well, I don’t want to discourage you if you aspire to my ‘chic-ness’ – but the truth is: I was born this way. Why, I remember lying in my crib, watching my sweet old auntie (whose …
Practice, Practice, Practice
You know the old joke – The tourist asks the New Yorker: “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?” “Practice, Practice, Practice.” Well, I’ve been practicing all right. This is my 200th blog. I started fourteen months ago with a two-paragraph post about bathing suits, and I’ve been writing about bathing suits and other weirdnesses …
Your New Hues
Because I am addicted to Fashion – and because I get a ton of junk emails just loaded with useless information –I have the scoop on the hot colors for this autumn. The hottest of the hot is Burnt Orange. (Yup, Burnt is hot). This year it is softer and ‘dustier’ than last year’s orange. …
Fountain Leaks
My Fountain of Youth has sprung a few leaks. Since I decided that I would be forty-six instead of sixty-one, most everything has been going pretty well. My hair is blonder and longer. I’m slimmer and fitter – what with zumba-ing my ass off, and yoga-ing off those flabby wings that my upper arms used …
I’m Younger Than That Now
When I first decided to get healthy – exercising more and eating right – my husband was a bit perturbed. He wasn’t too happy about how much time I spent at the gym, and he was even less enthused about the amount of snacks in the pantry. “You trying to be forty is going to make me …
Is There A Pattern Here?
I love patterns. I don’t mean patterns as in stripes and polka dots. Although come to think of it, there’s nothing that can cheer me up like a pretty floral cardigan. No, in this case I mean patterns as in pleasing structured compositions. Relationship. Order. I feel great when kids walk in pairs. Even better …
They Obviously Asked The Wrong People
The response to my bikini dilemma was overwhelming. Just about everyone encouraged me to go for it. But as enthusiastic as you were, I figured I should seek a professional opinion too. So I did a search – “How old is too old for a bikini?” And I found an article that puts age limits …
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