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Hello friends. It’s been a while. No, I’m not really back. I never said goodbye all those months ago when I suddenly stopped blogging, but I never really intended to stop, or at least I didn’t intend to stop for so long. So I wanted to say “hi”.

Life has been busy. Very busy. There has been lots of work and many weekends spent in front of the computer. Its been simultaneous fun manic, and exhausting. Whatever energy I have left over goes towards enjoying time with my family and maybe a manicure, and so my fashion blog went by the wayside. I don’t know if I will start up again, but I will continue to maintain the website and the posts that I spent so many happy hours creating.

If you’d like to know what I’m up to I am still active on some of my favorite social media sites like Twitter and Instagram. I also blog on my Portfolio website. You can follow my thoughts on design and creativity via bloglovin.

Hope to see you around the web!


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New Years Resolutions 2014 – beyond the basics

Rose NecklaceLast year when I wrote about my new year’s resolutions the title was rather tongue-in-cheek: In 2013 I resolve to wear more Chanel! It wasn’t true. I had no plans of wearing or even buying any of that particularly expensive brand of clothing, but the goal to improve my wardrobe with better quality, classic clothing was a sound one. I’m pleased to say that 12 months later I do have quite a few pieces on my 2013 back-to-basics clothing list, including several silk blouses, good quality jeans in different classic washes, and one chic black leather pencil skirt. I actually managed to achieve about half of the goals I set for myself last year, including setting up a retirement account and exercising almost daily. So what is in store for 2014?

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Cut and Color

If you were to look at photos of me as a child you would see a little girl with long, honey-blond hair. I loved my blond locks even though they tangled and were a mess most of the time. I never had much patience with hair and as a teenager cut it all off into a chin-length bob and later a spiky pixie. Somewhere along the line the blond hair turned a soft brown, and by the time I was in my 20’s any blond hair I wanted came from a bottle. But I still had no patience with hair maintenance, so although like most young people I experimented with color a bit, it never took long before I was back to light brown. I kept my natural color all though my thirties but my attitude toward my brown hair changed when I turned forty. No grey has found its way onto my head yet, but my hair needs more attention regardless. Continue Reading →

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Why get dressed up?

On weekdays I get up early, drink copious amounts of coffee, and throw on shorts and a t-shirt. With my trusty flip-flop sandals on my feet I busy myself in the kitchen making breakfast and packing school lunches. Later I’ll drive my kids to school, return home, maybe go for a quick walk, and then start work. Sometime during the day I’ll find some time to take a shower and return to my shorts, t-shirt and flip-flops. I realized the other day as I stared into my densely packed closet that I probably wear 90% of my clothes 10% of the time. Dressy things like this pencil skirt and chunky platform sandals are only worn on the weekend. But sometimes I wonder why I bother at all? Wouldn’t it be easier to wear jeans and a t-shirt every day? Wouldn’t it be nice to stare into a simple, spare wardrobe of only a few sensible clothes? Shouldn’t I long for comfortable clothing that creates ease of movement?

Nope. If I had to wear my work-from-home uniform of shorts, t-shirt and flats all the time I would probably be very depressed. Saturday and Sunday are days to get dressed up. Even if I’m going to the grocery store I put on something nice, and probably something that isn’t all the comfortable. I match my purse to my outfit, pick out earrings, slip on a shoe with a bit of a heel, tidy my hair and apply makeup to my face. Continue Reading →

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I don’t want to dress my age!

I am forty-two years old but I feel like the same person I was at eighteen, and that teenager inside does not want to dress for her forty-year old body. No, I don’t want to dress my age. Not at all. Is this weird? Continue Reading →

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