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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Aging

Formal Invitation

This weekend my husband and I attended a dinner party. The occasion was the 91st birthday of my husband’s Aunt Clara. It was just a family party, but it was special too. We dressed up – in new clothes, thanks to our weight loss. (I love shopping for little clothes.) Clara had said she didn’t …

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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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Halloween Guilt: How I Scared The Crap Out Of An Eight-Year-Old

It was unintentional. But I should have known better. It was the Fall of 1974. I was a senior in college and doing my student teaching in Puerto Rico. (Yeah, yeah. You’re doing the math and figuring out that I was 23. So I took a few extra years in college.  So what? I liked …

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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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Back To School

Several teachers weighed in when I wrote about my long-term affection for the first day of school. They get to feel that way every year, they bragged. And I was jealous. Sort of. Back in college, I thought I might teach. Not Accounting or Business like I work in now. No, I was an English …

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Of Tom Mix and Clam Chowder

Today would have been my father’s 90th birthday. In honor of the occasion, I’d like to honor some of his favorite things. Tom Mix: My father’s earliest memories included going to the theater to see Tom Mix in a silent movie. To Dad, Tom Mix was a real cowboy. (He certainly had a real hat, …

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The Big Reveal

I’m going to deviate from my normal format –  Silly Vanity, and venture into Serious Vanity. For more than a year, I’ve been sharing my desperate attempts to be young, and six months ago, I decided on how much younger I wanted to be. I decided to be forty-six. I figured that subtracting fifteen years …

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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 …

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The Best Day

When I was a kid, do you know what my favorite day of the year was? Yeah, okay, Christmas. (Good guess.) After all, I was a little girl who loved dolls and clothes and anything wrapped up. And unwrapping stuff. And tree-trimming and angel decorations. And parties and singing. And staying up late and getting …

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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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