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Nancy Roman

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Dear John:

It’s over. I’m so sorry. I thought it would last forever. And it almost did. Eight years. Eight years is nearly forever in the fashion world. I thought it was Love. But it was merely Infatuation. You saw me through my big career phase, my semi-retirement phase, and for the last several years, my littler …

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I Hope He Kept The Receipt

My husband and I are having the BEST disagreement EVER! My sweet and exasperating husband has a tendency to go a little overboard sometimes.  Which drives me crazy when it is dicing vegetables or watering the plants. When it is buying me presents – well –  I can tolerate it. This year he outdid himself.  …

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Lashing Out

So this week’s beauty obsession is EYELASHES. About ten days ago I was watching some interview with some football player and he had EYELASHES.  This ridiculously large brute had the eyelashes I have longed for all my life. They were long, dark, thick, curly –  they actually threw shadows on his cheekbones – a la …

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Dimples

Last night’s waitress brought back a memory from over 50 years ago. She had a wondrous set. Of Dimples. I was around ten years old when it finally dawned on me that I might not actually be the most beautiful child that had ever appeared on the planet. I had an inkling of that reality …

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Un-Dorsed

In my obsession with youth, I write a lot about beauty products. I am willing to try just about any cream, lotion, oil – my favorite youthenizer is always giving way to my next favorite youthenizer. And then there’s makeup  –  I love primer, foundation, concealer, highlighter, blush, bronzer, eyeliner, shadow, powder. And lipgloss, lipstick, …

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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 …

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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. …

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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 …

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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 …

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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 …

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