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Nancy Roman

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Genius or Idiot? You Decide.

This is the time of year when my fingernails get as brittle as the dead maples leaves. Luckily, they do not fall off like the leaves on our New England trees. But they snap and break like the dried-up twigs I’m stepping on. Housework this weekend broke eight out of ten fingernails. You’d think I’d …

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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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Closet Miracles

God wants me to have lots and lots of clothes. He has proven this to me repeatedly. (I am tempted to say ‘She’ when I refer to God, especially as related to fashion. But I know better. I have been certain for a long time that God is male. How do I know?  Periods.  Let’s …

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University of Jeans

Today,  I present you with a combination Fashion Quiz and Expert (meaning me) Style Advice. First, check out these two different styles of jeans: Notice the Mom Jeans on the left. How they come up really high in the waist, and blossom out in  a womanly way around the hips.  They have a really long …

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Skinny, But Not Too Skinny

Back in November, I went to The City (New York City, of course; we just call it The City in Connecticut – we’re that cool) and discovered that I had slipped off the fashion treadmill. I was still wearing boot-cut jeans when everyone had gone to skinny jeans tucked into tall boots (“Country Mouse“). This only …

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But My Ankles Look Slim.

Last month when I spent the day in New York City, I found that my beloved boot-cut jeans were out of fashion, and everyone was wearing skinny jeans tucked into boots (“Country Mouse“). I always buy Christmas presents for myself. And guess what? I always seem to pick out just the perfect gift for me. It’s …

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Country Mouse

When I went on my big shopping excursion last week (which I have decided to call The Week of the Purple Cords), I was surprised that my favorite store didn’t have what I was looking for. I will call this store Merlins, because I am not a paid endorser. (Although I could be… So if …

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Vanishing Waist-land

Last weekend, for the first time in five months, I treated myself to an all-day shopping excursion. I bought shoes and makeup and jewelry, so I was a happy girl.  But I was also on a mission for some practical stuff. I have at least thirty sweaters and a dozen white camisoles, (“I’m Sticking With It“) so I’m …

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The Code

About a year ago, my co-workers commented on a particularly stunning outfit I happened to be wearing. We have no dress code at my office.  We are exceptionally casual.  So my stunning outfit consisted of jeans, black top with empire waist, floral sweater in black, gray and white. Of this group of co-worker friends, I …

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Gullible’s Travails

I am a marketer’s dream. Cream that evaporates my wrinkles.  Absolutely. Conditioner that makes my hair thick.  Yes, I believe. Teeth Whiteners, Lip Plumpers, Toe Straighteners (don’t ask; I need them), Nail Growers.   Oh, please, let me try some.  Here’s my money. And now I’ve hit the pinnacle.  Or maybe not.  Maybe there is even …

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