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Impression: Stormrise

Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…

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Impression: Stormrise

Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…

Comfortably Dressed for Greed

When my friend, Travis, offered to take me out for one of most favourite things to do — omakase — at Atlanta’s most talked-about sushi outpost, there was no way I was leaving anything to chance: I had to be prepared; I had to wear something roomy enough to contain my greed.

Comfortably Dressed for Greed

When my friend, Travis, offered to take me out for one of most favourite things to do — omakase — at Atlanta’s most talked-about sushi outpost, there was no way I was leaving anything to chance: I had to be prepared; I had to wear something roomy enough to contain my greed.

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“Past life”…past lives. Indeed, I have been many beings at different times and sometimes all at once. I have been the impetuous and impatient child; I have been the confident teenager and the surreptitiously diffident adult; I have been that girl who couldn’t run between two goalposts had my very existence depended on it and I have inhabited the life of, as my friend Tom christened it, “the Ghanaian Lara Croft”

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“Past life”…past lives. Indeed, I have been many beings at different times and sometimes all at once. I have been the impetuous and impatient child; I have been the confident teenager and the surreptitiously diffident adult; I have been that girl who couldn’t run between two goalposts had my very existence depended on it and I have inhabited the life of, as my friend Tom christened it, “the Ghanaian Lara Croft”

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

Encore Tricolore!

A winter afternoon at one of my favourite NYC haunts, Jody William’s Buvette, prompted this stroll in the West Village.  Matching the restaurant’s red door was certainly inadvertent, even if delightful. Buvette is a french Gastroteque which is at once

Encore Tricolore!

A winter afternoon at one of my favourite NYC haunts, Jody William’s Buvette, prompted this stroll in the West Village.  Matching the restaurant’s red door was certainly inadvertent, even if delightful. Buvette is a french Gastroteque which is at once

Archie Leach Syndrome: The Courage To Be A Fraud

Perhaps the late New York Times columnist, David Carr, was right. Perhaps “we all walk this earth feeling like frauds” and “the trick is to be grateful and to hope the caper doesn’t end too soon.” But the caper begins only when we find that intrepidity to be that fraud that we suspect ourselves of being.

Archie Leach Syndrome: The Courage To Be A Fraud

Perhaps the late New York Times columnist, David Carr, was right. Perhaps “we all walk this earth feeling like frauds” and “the trick is to be grateful and to hope the caper doesn’t end too soon.” But the caper begins only when we find that intrepidity to be that fraud that we suspect ourselves of being.

Always Wear Joy!

     That’s the title of Susan Fales-Hill’s memoir and homage to her mother: Always Wear Joy. Though I have barely begun to scratch the surface of the book, I can anounce with élan that  it is masterful. Ms. Fales-Hill writes

Always Wear Joy!

     That’s the title of Susan Fales-Hill’s memoir and homage to her mother: Always Wear Joy. Though I have barely begun to scratch the surface of the book, I can anounce with élan that  it is masterful. Ms. Fales-Hill writes