Not that I ever shop there–but still, I’m happy to know that Saks has bowed to popular demand from its vertically challenged female shoppers and announced it will revive its petite section. The ripple effect has already been felt. As … Continue reading →
Listen up—you are about to receive some intimate personal information about neo-neocon: I’m five feet, four inches tall. And, what’s more, I tend to do better in petite sizes, despite the fact that 5’4″ is ordinarily the cut-off for petites. … Continue reading →
Today, reading Fausta’s reminiscences about the coming-of-age party for girls in the Hispanic community known as the quinceaé±ero, I was reminded of–well, of lots of things, which I’ll get to in due course. But first, Fausta quoting the NY Times … Continue reading →
Yes, I watched the Oscars last night, at least intermittently, although I probably wouldn’t have if I hadn’t been invited to a party where Oscar-watching was the stated activity. And I just need to say this: what’s up with the … Continue reading →
An article appeared in this Sunday’s NY Times advising us that our relations with our neighbors may need to change if the much-feared bird flu pandemic ever arrives. This is what will be necessary if we want to protect ourselves … Continue reading →
Blogger Pamela of Atlas Shrugs has been profiled at Pajamas Media, to an unusual amount of–err–highly cerebral commentary (well, commentary, anyway). Some of the comments have featured an observation I’ve heard before, to wit: Pamela is one hot gal. Nice … Continue reading →
On beautiful days–and we’ve had an awful lot of them lately–I exercise by doing some fast walking at a local park that features a lighthouse, cliffs, and spectacular ocean views. All around me I can see people relaxing and having … Continue reading →
Now for something frivolous. It’s summer, although the weather here is back in its “Seattle in winter” mode. But I’m planning a trip to California, so yesterday I went off to get a bathing suit. It’s been a few years … Continue reading →
Sandals. Summer. Freedom. Foot-binding. Foot-binding? you ask. What does that have to do with sandals, summer, freedom? Well, I would have thought the answer to be: nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero. Or, perhaps: opposite. But apparently, I would be wrong. I … Continue reading →
When I was in college we were required to dress for dinner. “Dress,” that is, as in “wear a skirt or a dress,” not as in “put clothes on.” All meals had to be taken in our dorm, and anyone … Continue reading →
Those not interested in fluff, please skip this post. Am I the only one who thinks that Condoleezza Rice and Jackie Kennedy bear some sort of resemblance to each other? Physically, I mean. Think about it. The extraordinarily slender clothes-horse … Continue reading →