Tomorrow night my husband and I will attempt to trip the light fantastic at the first in a series of six dance classes. We are not the properly proportioned perfect dance couple at 6’1″ and 5’2″, respectively. The last time we took a structured dance class I made it a forced pre-wedding requirement but I had more to offer in ways of incentives back then. While I was driving to Michael’s today (another post) and thinking about backing out, I… [Read More]
When I was in college in the Mesozoic 80’s Era, not one day would pass when my Pappagallo Bermuda Bag wasn’t tucked in the wicker basket of my blue Schwinn bike. I had many covers but the monogrammed navy with kelly green piping, hot pink and white eyelet were my favorites. When I began working in the corporate world my Dior bag would accompany my Hartmann satchel. I still remember the long fond look I gave the worn wood handled… [Read More]
The perfect foil for the trashy novel. A Vera Bradley paperback cover with a grosgrain ribbon marker.www.verabradleycom
