Category Archives: Fashion
New York Report
Last week I went into The City (yup, that’s what we call in out here in East BumF**k) with a friend to see a Broadway play. We saw “Motown: The Musical”. I love Motown. I loved Motown even before I loved The Beatles. The music in this show was spectacular – although sometimes it …
I Get To Be A Princess
A couple of months ago, I reminisced about being eight years old and wanting to be Miss America. (When Nineteen Was Far Away.) I wanted to wear a gown and a tiara, and I thought that just maybe 2013 might be my year. And I was right! Last week my grand-niece (or is it great-niece? …
The Popular Table, Part 2
In the summer of 1969 – the summer between high school and college – there occurred an event so enormous it changed my life forever. I know what you are thinking – Apollo 11 – the moon landing! The triumph of science and exploration! Umm. No. Woodstock! I wasn’t there. In fact, I was so …
I’m Taking It As A Compliment
I’m a late bloomer. Like really late. I was a cute kid, but in a weird-looking half-elf/half-orphan-from-Ellis-Island sort of cute. No one would have wanted to cast me in a commercial, although I was hankering strongly to be in one. “I can do that,” I said to my mother. “I can eat Wonder Bread. I …
Not Mad As Hell
But definitely peeved as all get out. Does anyone even used the term “all get out” anymore? If not, then THAT peeves me too. I have had a very peevish week. It started last Saturday. I ran into Target to buy the Easter equivalent of stocking-stuffers for the little ones in my family. I knew …
Buy Me Flowers
Lest you think that my fashion-plateness (platedom, platability?) is a recent avocation, let me present to you little Nancy - Easter Sunday, 1958: Not only do I have a stylish pink dress with matching coat, I have a new Easter bonnet, white gloves, patent leather shoes with matching purse, and a corsage. (And Daddy’s face.) …
Yoga Porn
I may be known – (okay … famous) for spending too much on jeans and purses and haircuts. But I just can’t shell out a lot of money for exercise clothes. It’s not that I don’t want to look hot during hot yoga. But sweating into expensive duds just goes against my all my fashion …
Please Don’t Come Back – Part Two
Last Spring I had the honor and infamy to be Freshly Pressed when I posted a picture of myself from 1977. (Please Don’t Come Back) I had an unshakable sense of style, but unfortunately, 1977 styles were quite shaky. I didn’t think I was overly brave publishing that horrible picture. If a hundred or so people …
New York Fashion Report
Well, I went to New York City this week, and as your fashion correspondent from East Bumf**k, let me reassure you that skinny jeans are still in style. It was good news for me, at least, because I only recently invested in a few pair. And I’d like to think I can wear them at …
Wastin’ Time
“I’m just sittin’ on the dock of EBay…. Wastin’ Time…” Well, not exactly. But close. For the last month, I have become addicted to something other than blogging. It all started with Pinterest. I couldn’t imagine what anyone would use this for. Then while browsing on a shopping site, I saw a sweater I kind …
