Rue des arbres

Fortunately I managed to talk my reluctant Paris roomie, Carrie, into taking these shots for me on the rainy streets of Paris.  In spite of the best laid plans to spend our free morning sightseeing and shopping, after a slew of late nights and early mornings the comfort of a lie in won out and the best we could manage…
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Signed up

Thank you guys for all your feedback about the hat – and if you didn’t feed back in time and you proposed to be negative then you, my friend, are too late.  Forever hold your peace.  For you will see, there atop my noggin, is the sparkliest woolen riding hat.  I have signed up for pony club. Today a spell…
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Hems are dropping

‘Are hems dropping?’, asks Auntie Pat.  Well yes, I do believe they are. Whilst she informs me that a young lady’s hem should end at her fingertips, I am inclined to disagree.  A shift is coming, or perhaps it’s just me, but my pencil skirt purchasing currently knows no bounds (aided by the sales, thank you).  A loose, chunky knit…
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Blogger problems

Cold weather is coming and one jacket is simply not enough.  You’ll be surprised how many wonderful combinations are just waiting in your closet when you throw caution to the wind and put on another coat, and another.  I guarantee that two coats are warmer than one. And now a word about blogger problems.  Not entirely dissimilar and certainly not…
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Fashion fuzz

How did it come about that fuzz became fashionable.  If you’re like me, you struggled through your awkward teenage years, when the closest thing to a GHD you ever saw was your best friend’s Babyliss mutli crimper, doing everything possible to avoid the fuzz (my solution of choice was a not so comfortable sausage of scrunchies down my ponytail every…
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