Friday, November 26, 2010

Mom and Doris Day

I first started getting interested in blogs when I discovered Dooce © while living in Utah. Here was a funny quirky woman who lived in the same state I did but instead of being made miserable by it she broke out. 

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving This Year

As last year's Thanksgiving involved tears, drunkeness (not my own so not that interesting), hysteria, lies, and possible hospitalization (again not my own so definitely not as interesting) I will only say that getting up this morning to completely sanitize my bathroom right down to getting 6 months worth of soap scum off the glass shower doors felt downright exhilerating. And the epitome of giving thanks.

With the exception of a Godfather marathon on AMC. Now that's Thanksgiving!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Aspire: Audrey Hepburn

Audrey Hepburn in all her timeless perfection.
from Special Photographer by Leo Fuchs
Let's get it out there now- I idolize her. She is the epitome of class and style and there will likely be more photos of her to come because I have never seen one that I did not think was breathtaking So get over it because you know I'm right. 

Monday, November 15, 2010

Sunday, November 14, 2010


Note to Iman: putting a stop punch emphasis on every other word does not make you sound authoritative it makes you sound stilted and weird. And not in that 'I was just discovered in Somalia and have only been in the U.S. for 20 minutes' way which you should have outgrown 30 years ago but in a way much more artificial- fierce but not in a good way. You're judging clothes not getting ready to invade Poland- so stop it! If Teutonic hottie Heidi Klum can relax and laugh so can you.

Which is the crux of the matter. Fashion Show is no more than methadone to a Project Runway junkie. A weak substitute even though I adore Isaac Mizrahi (which is why I simply won't do a comparison between him and Tim Gunn. Despite their Liz Claiborne/work issues, I love them both!).

Amend that. I ADORE Tim Gunn. If I could have one day with him to go through my wardrobe, fly to NYC, go shopping, have a cocktail and nice supper it would be one of the happiest days of my life. And I would look fabulous! I'm also pretty sure my husband has a man crush on him.

Unfortunately, it will be six months before the next Runway season which means I'm pinning my hopes on Top Chef AllStars as my next competition reality show fix. Completely different industry but food is also a passion and it's one of those TV things DH ("dear husband" as he shall be referred to from now on unless I'm mad at him when I write) and I can share which is always good. Still, I miss Tim and Heidi.

To close with some completely unwarranted pridefulness there is also the fact that the last 3 PR winners were from Portland (Vancouver is right across the bridge). As if I had anything to do with it but I will get all uppity about it.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The B Word

What is up with "booties"? Why the infantilizing of a grown woman’s shoe? Are we meant to be kept as children despite our footwear? Surely someone in either the marketing or design department could have come up with something sexier or for god’s sake at least a bit more grown-up. Do I really want to go into Nordstrom’s shoe department and ask for a bootie? NO NO NO.

p.s. I gave up wearing booties when I got my first pair of Mary Janes.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Standard Time

12 hours in bed thanks to the time change- the only one of which I approve.

The spring nonsense must be stopped. 

Saturday, November 6, 2010


So far my ability to put words of any worth out there is appalling. I blame it on all the bad TV that is shoved down my throat every minute I'm not at work. It's not my fault. If you're going to re-run Legally Blonde, Miss Congeniality, Casino, Two Weeks Notice and their ilk I am going to have to watch. Don't even get me started on the Real Housewives and reality TV! The cable execs should be ashamed of themselves. If not for them I would be a real published author by now, fer sure.

Having said that, I have no shame- here is a picture of something sparkly and pretty to distract you from my lack of substance.

Isn't it fabulous?! I got it for my birthday. Someone far more artistic than me goes to estate sales, buys old jewelry, and turns it into charming fun bracelets. It's hard to see but there is even a little butterfly on the middle flower. Almost too pretty to wear!
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