‘Twas the Sunday before Christmas, and I’m leaving the house wearing a beautiful bubble skirt from Cinq a Sept, perfectly sleek (and comfy) black knee-high Sam Edelman boots, a cotton-wool bell-sleeved cardigan from Modern Citizen, and my trusty pony haired Brandon Blackwood purse I purchased back in 2022, headed to church. Am I back? Yes…
‘Twas the Sunday before Christmas
I’ll Try Glass Nails for 100 Alex!
So, this past weekend, I went in to see Akilah and walked out with the prettiest manicure. Thanks to Akilah, I’m officially one of the nail girlies, a natural nail girly. A fresh Russian manicure with hard gel polish is my thing now (but if you follow me, you already know this). I will admit…
What does freedom mean to you?
I am sitting here again, perplexed… At dinner this past weekend, Brian and I were sharing our thoughts about current events and politics, and somewhere along the conversation, Brian said something to the tune of how he feels threatened when he sees the American flag. I repeated the word “threatened,” thinking about his word choice…
The Perfect Dress for an Anniversary Dinner
Pretty dresses are my thing—always have been and likely will always be. I credit my find of this particular dress to Daphne Oz, who had me co-signing multiple looks of hers like “Okay girl” on Master Chef Junior. And I believe it was one of the season finales when she walked out in a ruched…
Always and forever…
It was Asher’s idea to remember you with the color yellow—nine yellow balloons was his precise thought. The yellow roses were my addition, and then I realized I had some yellow heels, so it became a thing (that’s just how your mom is). Happy heavenly birthday, Ethan. We love you….always and forever.
Harvesting happiness and life lessons…
Gardening with Ash over the past couple of months has felt like reading a good summer book. And I do not care what anyone says, eating corn you grew in your backyard for Sunday dinner is a whole flex. Of course, we have made a ton of mistakes, and some of the transplants have succumbed to our…