As I write this, it's been raining so much the past few days. Of course, my ferns are joyfully soaking up every raindrop.
One question I am asked most often by women is about stains -- not the red wine stains on your favorite sofa or grass-stained couture from an outdoor picnic, but instead the ones you hope will stick around.
One of my favorite pinch-me moments came some years ago when I met the late Vidal Sassoon, an icon in the world of hairdressing.
Bangs or Botox? It's one of many moves which a woman of a certain age might ponder. Like a game of chess, the next step requires thought and must be strategic because the stakes are high when the opponent is age. Father Time waits for no one.
She loves all shades of blue, quiet times with an English novel, and family holidays.
Spring is heating up and the barometer of trends is no different.
Did you ever tell your hairstylist a secret or two? Of course you have, because we all know that the person wrapping you up in a luxurious robe and handling your tresses with tender love and care is all ears.
The yellow daffodils have popped up in my neighbor's yard. That must mean spring is on the way, so it's time for some spring cleaning. Of course, I'm not speaking of house cleaning, so don't stop reading. Hopefully this will be more fun.
The secret to radiant hair color is no longer hidden behind the swanky doors of your favorite salon -- nope, not with all the innovation awaiting you down the home hair color aisle at the local drugstore. After all, if it's good enough for Beyoncé, well ...
Dearest David, Why is it I find the three words "I love you," the very ones that roll so easily off the tongue when thinking of others, the hardest to say to myself?
When I was a child, I thought my daddy looked like Elvis. Perhaps it was his dark brown hair and the way he combed it up in the front, or it might have been the way he moved his hips to "Ain't Nothing but a Hound Dog" when it came on the radio. Men's hairstyles have caused many to swoon across the generations.
Back when I was barely big enough to reach Mama's ceramic mushroom cookie jar, and only then by standing on the tips of my toes, I sported the most hideous bangs known to man. No chocolate chip cookie could ease that kind of pain.
'Downton Abbey," the acclaimed British drama brought to American audiences on PBS, is indeed a masterpiece which has taken the world by storm with its Edwardian setting and dramatic tensions both above and below the backstairs. The early 1900's era is revisited through all the grandeur of Edwardian fashion, even down to the romanticism of hairstyling and makeup.
Not since Mia Farrow, Audrey Hepburn and Twiggy has the pixie haircut been more the rage than it is now. All the hype leading up to "Les Miserables" did not disappoint with stylized cinematography, the genius score that could only come from the epic musical and marvelous costumes. With a cast of big name stars, it was indeed Anne Hathaway who shined the brightest with her portrayal of Fantine.
As for New Year's resolutions, I plan to eat another cupcake and put off painting the garage a few more days. Upon reflection, life is far too precious to refrain from simple pleasures or to agonize over mundane tasks. My resolution is to give myself the best gift ever and live more in the present.
One of the most magical New Year's Eves for me was several years ago at a bash in historic downtown Hattiesburg. Just as the sounds of Auld Lang Syne mixed with bursts from whistles and horns, huge white snowflakes whirled through the air outside. It was truly magical since we live in a land where snow is a rare pleasure.
Clement Clarke Moore wrote the classic poem below which has been read aloud to children on Christmas Eve for generations. The author was a man of few words, and it is believed that a family friend sent a copy of the magical poem to the New York Sentinel with one condition -- that the author must be kept anonymous.
Ever wonder why snow globes are so magical? I have always had a fixation on them. As a little boy, I can remember following along on my mama's coattails at the local TWL, or as we called it "the dollar store." When those glass globes filled with snow made it to the holiday windows and shelves, I knew it was a sign that Santa wasn't far away.
I love colored lights, and not only the newer variety, but also the old-fashioned kind with big bright bulbs on what seem like endless strands of enchantment. Green, blue and red, twinkling, flashing or burning steadfast through a winter's window or framing the mantle of a crackling fire, I love them in all their configurations.
Perhaps it's those little chocolate silver bells that my brother and I would stuff into our pockets as tiny boys, or the glistening silver tinsel with which Mama dressed our childhood tree for the holidays. Maybe it's just this time of year, but it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas to me.
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