What I Wore, in Bordeaux . . .
After that long and word-heavy post in which I rambled along Rue Ste Catherine, I thought you might like some photos and a chance to see whether our garb marks us as tourists. Of course,…
View PostAfter that long and word-heavy post in which I rambled along Rue Ste Catherine, I thought you might like some photos and a chance to see whether our garb marks us as tourists. Of course,…
View PostWhereasLisa had many of herreaders commenting that she certainly could wear skinny jeans against her conviction that they made her look “like a bowling pin,” I’m just as likely, I suspect, to have my readers wincing,…
View PostBefore my week got wonderfully complicated with an intersection of very cool family events and mandatory end-of-term requirements (i.e. some classes could not be missed), I was going to kick the week off with Visible Monday.[Edited. December…
View PostMy sister recently scanned this wonderful photo of my mother’s convocation at what was then quaintly (and a bit chillingly, no?) called Normal School, i.e. Teacher Training College (Edited to add: ThisWikipedia entry defines the…
View PostMight not meet Suri’s standards, but I quite like how Nola’s styled her marinière-inspired dress with red-white dotted leggings and a long-limbed monkey. And when I told her I loved her dress and asked her…
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