I’m reading philosopher Mark Kingwell’s mesmerizing book, Concrete Reveries: Consciousness and the City, and it seemed a good time to post more photos from that city I’m homesick for, Paris. . . . just fragments,…
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That Femme; she’s always got her finger to the pulse. Yesterday she was writing about how to parse the new trends to make them work in your wardrobe. And a few weeks ago, in a…
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I pushed too hard in my running program a few weeks ago and was quickly chastened by a flare-up of Achilles tendonitis that I’m prone to. But Saturday morning, I was feeling fine, was finally…
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At noon today, we walked our house guests from Paris to our little island ferry and waved good-bye. We couldn’t offer them famous cafés, wonderful public art, or macarons, but they seemed to enjoy sitting…
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It’s been forever since I’ve done a What I Wore post — I’ve either been too busy with company or have been too much enjoying my, um, relaxed summer wardrobe, one that really doesn’t warrant…
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