You may not know this but I'm kind of a fashionista, if fashionista means a person who is interested and excited by fashion. I've been into fashion for as long as I can remember with my first favorite outfit consisting of matching stretchy pink lace undergarments that I would happily reveal to any visitors. I … Continue reading InStyle
Category: Spring
Iris and other May flowers
In a weekend blooming with fun and old friends, here are a few of the beautiful sights my eyes took in... The other beautiful "stuff" is going to take a little longer to unupload.
Albany sparkled – Champagne on the Park, 2015!
It’s been a couple of years since I last attended this event, the official kickoff to Tulip Fest Weekend. Boy, am I glad I picked last night to jump back in! What a wonderful night it was in our fair city – the air was warm, but without humidity, the evening light was divine, the … Continue reading Albany sparkled – Champagne on the Park, 2015!
No sleep till Brooklyn*
On Friday, despite Mother Nature’s attempt to disrupt my plans, I ventured down to Williamsburg, Brooklyn to attend my uber talented neighbor, Ken Ragsdale’s art show opening at the Front Room Gallery. As someone who doesn’t often attend gallery openings (read: hardly ever), I was a bit out of my element, and, as a person … Continue reading No sleep till Brooklyn*
A sure sign of spring…
Last weekend's New York in Bloom flower show at the NYS museum is the ultimate harbinger of spring's impending arrival. Click through for my Seen gallery on the TU site. As always, the museum and the exhibitor's did us proud while raising funds for a worthy cause!
Cleaning up
As a child, I remember spring cleaning as a time when the house was "lightened up" for the sunnier, warmer days which were heading our way. The heavy drapes were taken down and replaced by sheer organza, the flannels were traded for crisp cotton and the house was generally made to feel less cozy and … Continue reading Cleaning up
Rise up
Last year, I was blessed to spend Easter in the Black Forest. There was a dusting of new snow that morning and I attended mass alone in a beautiful church where the only word I truly understood was "Amen." It was perfect. In the little town of Neustadt, thousands of miles from "home," I had … Continue reading Rise up
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