I’ve struggled with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder my whole life, the severity waxing and waning as life stuff happens. It’s a not-uncommon disorder, especially in the modern West, where slowing down and giving oneself a break is not yet popular. I… Continue Reading
Terminally vain. That’s inspired by a phrase from the classic Eagles song Life in The Fast Lane: “He was brutally handsome, and she was terminally pretty.” I wrote a post years ago about my concerns surrounding blogging and vanity. And… Continue Reading
It’s true, unlike Gloria Swanson, I’m not ready for my candid close-up. It’s not just because I’m 63; I didn’t love an unplanned facial snapshot 20 years ago either. I’d ask friends, “Is that what I really look like?” hoping… Continue Reading
I could not wait to get my bleached-blonde hair to silver. It took about three years and several salon visits, working to get the yellow out. It seemed at times it would never happen. And then with my latest hair… Continue Reading
It’s practically become a Pinterest meme: to love our bodies just as they are. When I start doing that in earnest, it will be the first time in my life I’ve ever loved my body. Oh, I love that… Continue Reading
I have a love-hate relationship with social media. I don’t enjoy the crabby people, of course, and I also wonder if we’re putting ourselves out there in the world based on our shallowest dimension – our looks. I still… Continue Reading
That phrase – “bucket list” – is getting a bit hackneyed. It’s OK if I use it again today? This time to mean, what wardrobe pieces, or hairstyles, or makeup hacks do you want to experience before, well, you know… Continue Reading
Is less more? Did grandma really know best? The simplicity movement in home decor, fashion, and beauty makes me reflect on what my Grandma Lucy taught me about self-care (nobody called it “self-care back then, heh). Grandma Lucy was beautiful,… Continue Reading