Week in Review: Week 103

Greetings from beautiful California! I spent so much of my childhood here that, even though we never actually lived here, it has always felt like home. All my mother’s family was here so we came out every summer.

A few times she tried to jump the gun a bit and take me out of school even before the end of the school year in NY and put me in school here in SoCal for the remaining week or two. Oh, The Drama. I was very shy so to be plunked down into a classroom of strangers was just more than I could take and I would just cry and cry or complain of stomach-aches until they would call my mother to come get me. Eventually they just gave up and let me stay home. Score! Ha.

Anyway. I have not been back out here for 14 years. Which has made me very sad and I have missed people and places Very Much. But my darling daughter treated me to this wonderful trip and now here we are! We’ve only been here for 2 days so there will be more pictures in next week’s Week in Review, but let me get this show on the road, which starts back home in New York.

Last weekend some girlfriends and I got together and made vision boards. A picture of my completed project would have been a great idea, yes? Instead here’s a Valentines cookie. I’ve got my priorities.


I had one intense errand day to get ready for the trip. Visited Avenue for new black leggings and the elusive perfect white tee. This was not it. But the leggings came home with me.


I got my eyebrows threaded. They’ve filled in a lot since the chemo but while still a little sparse on the outer edges they were growing wide not dense and it was looking odd to me. Can you tell which is the before and which is the after? And why my face looks so crooked??

I’ve been sharing a lot of old pictures on my Bettye Rainwater Photography Instagram page and I’ve got a little “horse” theme going on.

Perks of early morning flights.


I flew from NY alone but….


Doing some sightseeing…


Met up with the amazing Annabelle (and, oh yeah, her mother and father) for lunch…


Pretty spaces.


Beach sunset.


Visiting my parents, grandparents and Aunt Bettie at the cemetery.



Urban Lights at Los Angeles County Museum of Art.


My apologies for the poor formatting and lack of links. I’m doing this on my phone and my phone apparently hates me today as it is being QUITE uncooperative. So, until next time…!!!!




This is Not a Blog Post


It’s just me telling you sorry, no real blog post this Thursday. I let myself get behind (shocker) on travel prep and now I’m out of time and my flight is crackadawn Saturday and I have a work thing Friday night SO…I did not make time to do pictures and now I don’t have a real blog post for you.

But, I did want to talk about something a little bit. About blogging.

In the past few days, I’ve read such disheartening posts from two bloggers I’m really a fan of – one is a fashion blogger and the other…uhm, a horse blogger? Riding? Not sure what the term is, and anyway, to be clear, I follow her on Instagram not a blog, but that’s just fiddly details. It’s the same thing. They’re sharing on social media. With us. Sometimes it’s just how-to and what to do and look at this horse/dress/jump/haircut, etc. Sometimes they share of themselves. And that is the part that draws me in, that makes me feel like I know them, like I am friends with them. And I’ve spoken about that before.

But now…PEOPLE HAVE HURT MY FRIENDS. Yes, my “I Have Never Met Them In Real Life and Probably Never Will” social media friends, but still. Just like in the “real world,” there are icky people. People who go out of their way to be, at the very least, annoying…and sometimes downright mean, or worse, destructive. On social this may consist of snide comments…people can take words out of context (we know how easy that is to do, say, in a text, without seeing facial expression or hearing tone of voice) and get angry about  something and really run with it to an extreme. Bloggers are sometimes harassed by commenters, reputations can be trashed, etc. Things can get really ugly and hurtful. And then bloggers (aka PEOPLE) want to stop. To stop posting, stop sharing. Stop being our friends. The one young woman this has been happening to is so upset by it all, she’s pulling out of social media. A) She does a service to other riders and horse trainers when she shares her lovely gentle methods and now no one will be learning from her. B) It appears that she makes some degree of income from her Instagram posts and she will lose that, and we all know how life-changing a loss of income can be. She’s really shaken and upset by things people have been saying. She’s a young person and it’s such a shame that she’s having this negative experience when she’s just sharing good things. The other woman is older (not OLD, but an adult). And she’s not leaving social or blogging but…it’s just very upsetting to have people throw mud at you when you’re just trying to share…nice things!!! Ugh. I feel for both of them.  And for all the many people who have experienced things like this.

I feel fortunate that so far I’ve not had any really unpleasant experiences with my blog. I don’t know if it’s just cuz I’m still a “blog baby,” ha ha, or WordPress is really doing its job in keeping spammy comments out of sight. I hope I never do have to deal with these small ugly people…but I know it sort of goes with the territory as your numbers of followers/readers get higher.

And the flip-side of that is how grateful and appreciative  I am of the truly lovely people I have following my blog and commenting. I thank each of you for being kind and patient and understanding and complimentary and all the wonderful things that you are and say.

So, that’s all I have for you today. The next time you’ll hear from me I’ll be in…………

Didn’t think I was gonna spoil the surprise when I was this close, did you??

Fun at Home

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I have an aunt that used to (maybe she still does, but I haven’t seen her in a long time) refer to certain items in her wardrobe as “fun at home” clothes. Things like swishy palazzo pants and lightweight drapey cardigan/kimonos. She sort of had the Eileen Fisher vibe before there was “Eileen Fisher.” When we would go shopping (often at the dearly departed Loehmann’s ) she would pick up things off the rack and hand them to me and I’d be like uh, no, where would I wear THAT? And she would respond, “fun at home!” Ha. Now everytime I see drapey clothes, loose swingy items, I think of my aunt and her Fun at Home clothing credo.

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I always have fun at home. I really am an introvert and need a lot of time to myself and enjoy being alone at home. For a long time I thought there was something wrong with me. But there’s not. I just really enjoy my own company, ha!

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When I was young, my favorite days were when I’d get home from school and my mother’s car was not in the driveway. That meant she was out shopping and I would get the spare key out of the old q-tip box in the garage (remember when the boxes had the slide-out tray like this?) and let myself in…and just REVEL in the solitude. Sigh. Of course, I also loved when I’d walk in the front door when she was home to the smell of homemade chocolate pudding. She made real pudding with corn starch and cocoa and milk…and cooking it all on the stove created an insanely inviting chocolatey aroma…oh.

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Do you enjoy being alone? Or do you prefer company? Isn’t it interesting how we’re all so different…and yet we’re all okay just the way we are?

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And how fun is this kimono? Rich navy blue burn-out velvet floral with crazy crocheted fringe bottom. Can be dressed up or down…on this day I chose “down” over a simple base layer of skinny jeans and a black tunic.

And had a little “fun at home” on my own.

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What I’m Wearing

  • SKIES ARE BLUE Velvet Kimono With Tassel Detail In Navy Print via Gwynnie Bee, 2x
  • Black jersey knit tunic by Joan Vass, size 3x
  • Charlotte Russe Refuge cropped skinny jeans, size 24
  • Adidas Cloudform sneakers

Today I’m linking up with Debbie from Fashion Fairy Dust and her Ageless Style Link-up Party…and also Jess and her Turning Heads Link-up. If you’re not familiar with them be sure to check them out!


Week in Review: Week 102

Annnnd it’s February. Soon will be March, and spring. I’m hoping for One More Snow Day. Last year we had two snow days in mid-February, so there’s still hope. Today I have a million things on my to-do list as it’s my last day off before going away next Friday…but I didn’t sleep well last night and I do my best sleeping from like 5-11am (which is unfortunate given most job’s schedules) so I’m just getting moving now.

This past week was uneventful so I’ve been doing a lot of flashback posts on my Instagram accounts and I’ll share some of those here as well.

Still peeking around corners.


Pottery Garden


We had a little snow this week, enough for a delayed opening. It was so pretty the way it clung to all the trees, I wish I could have played hooky and just taken pictures all day.


Pretty yellow house.


Sometimes he misses the point of the dog bed.


I’ve being doing a little biopic of “cars from my past” in the absence of anything new to share on Instagram.

This was my first car, a 64½ Ford Mustang. It cost $500 in 1979. There were holes in the floorboards so your feet got wet when it was raining, the reverse lights were on a switch so you could terrify the drivers behind you, and actual fans and an air conditioner unit mounted inside for temperature control. It went through oil like crazy and the muffler pipe was usually dragging on the ground. I adored it. That’s my first dog, Airehart, in the lower lefthand corner. I always thought the picture was kinda funny in that dog and car are facing the exact same way like they were both looking at some kids down the street.


When I totaled that car I moved onto this one, a 1967 Mustang. My friend’s little brother made that “DEATHMOBILE” sign which stayed taped on til the tape yellowed and curled up and the sign fell off. I believe there might be a picture of the car he drew to go along with the sign. I’ll have to look for that.



My father passed away in 1982 while this was my car and I seized the engine right around that time. I started driving his car, a 1960 Mercedes-Benz 190SL that he’d bought in Germany while he was still overseas in the Navy and shipped to Florida when he returned home to the states a few months after I was born. My mother was unsure what to do with his car after he died and I begged her to let me have it. It still ran, but he had pretty much jerry-rigged every part of it, so he understood it but I don’t think anyone else could have. Anyway, at the time I was working at a barn in an area with very steep hills, some of the highest on Long Island…and really the only experience I had with driving a stick was my friend Larry giving me lessons in his Chevette in parking lots. I’m sure you can guess where this is going. After maybe the third time of having to call a tow truck to come rescue me from the overheated car stuck on a steep hill, my mother said enough and consoled me with this offer: sell my father’s beloved car and use the money to put a new engine in my Mustang and get the body fully restored and painted. I couldn’t really turn that down. Still, sadface.

Mustang #2 after all the work was done to it. Somewhere I’d seen this ever-so-slightly metallic, ever-so-slightly lavender-tinged grey body paint and I searched dozens of body shops and car dealers across Long Island looking for that exact paint. She was a thing of beauty.


This is the car that had to be sacrificed for the greater good. It was the only car he had the whole time I was alive until he died in 1982. It was a great car. Always smelled like cigars cuz he was only allowed to smoke them in the yard and in the car. For some reason my mother granted permission for him to smoke his pipes in the basement (his man cave). I thought they smelled wonderful, too. But I can’t stand cigarette smoke.

That’s my mother and father in the car when we lived in Ponte Vedre Beach, Florida when I was a baby. We had a little house right on the beach. I don’t remember it but I have pictures.


Speaking of my mother, this week, February 2, would have been her 96th birthday. She died when she was 68…and I was 30…and I had Katie the following year. That was poor planning 😦  She’s the one in blue. I’m the short one. Look, I have the same haircut now!


Caleb went to work with me one day this week and go to meet the president of his fan club 🙂


That seemed a little more “life in review” than week in review, but…

I’m currently reading two books…neither has really grabbed me yet but I’m still optimistic. Interesting that, like last week, they have a common theme – different cultures in other countries. But that’s where the similarities end. Anyone read either of these?


Alrighty then, time for me to a get a move-on. Lots to do. Have a good week, y’all!

How to Pack for a Warmer Climate


Not that there’s anything wrong with the cold, but it *will* be nice for one week to be in mild temps so I can do stuff without bundling up or my face hurting. But it can be a BEAR to figure out what to bring to a warmer climate when you live in a cold one. So I made a little video about how I whittled down from Many Items to Fewer, More Practical, Items. It’s practically a little baby capsule wardrobe.

It can be especially challenging when there are multiple people involved and you don’t know what everyone is going to want to do, so you sort of have to prepare for every possible contingency…WITHOUT having your suitcase go over weight (50lbs in this case).

And since I just did a video and no still shots from my wardrobe brainstorming (thinking pretty highly of my methods right about now), I will share a few pics that I never shared from last fall, of a cute’n’cozy sweater from Gwynnie Bee.

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This is *not* something I’ll be packing to go away. It’s by Rachel Roy, who does a really nice plus size line. One of my favorite summer dresses is from her, you can see it here.

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I loved that this cardigan was exactly the same length as the dress below it. It’s like they were made for one another. But it would have been equally cute over blue wash or black denim.

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Look at all the pretty colors that are in it! I’m just wearing a solid black base layer underneath – black dress, black tights, black booties – but the outfit looks very colorful just because of this one item. The beauty of the base layer.

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Ha ha, funny story. For some reason, I don’t remember now why, I took the sweater off part way through shooting, oh I think I wanted some pictures with it just over my shoulders, which looks cool when I see other people do it but when I do it it just looks like I have no arms. But when I put it back on I turned the shawl collar to the inside so it looks like there’s no collar…and I love a nice shawl collar cardigan. I’m such a derp.

Okay, so it wasn’t that funny.

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Look, no collar. D’oh.

And now our time together has come to an end. Almost.  Take a look at the video. Tell me if you think I’m not taking enough stuff. I did just order a pair of white jeans that I hope will fit so they can go with me. I think they’ll “warm weather-ify” all my black and grey tops. Do you find you usually end up with too much on trips…or not enough? Or the right amount but just of the wrong things…???

I Got My Own Back

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While you may be fortunate enough to have friends and family available to you when you need them, at the end of the day you really have only yourself to rely on. That realization always makes me a little sad, but…it’s true. It doesn’t mean people don’t love you or care about you or want to help you, but people have their own stuff. When and if they can help you, they will. But sometimes they can’t…and then it’s on you.


I have a friend who recently said to me, “don’t expect me to rescue you.” I was a little taken aback because I have certainly never asked him to rescue me…or anyone for that matter. Well, maybe when I was younger. I do come from a generation when women still expected to get married and be supported, more or less, by a husband. For better or worse, that’s the way it was at the time – I was just on the cusp of that changing, but…when I was young I did have that expectation. But it has been a lonnnggg time since I’ve expected to be “rescued.” I expect to be taking care of myself til the day I die.

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This is not to say that I don’t appreciate help. I like to say “someone in the boat with me.” Sharing the load of rowing. Sometimes my arms get tired and it’s nice for someone to take over for a bit. But if they fall overboard and get eaten by sharks (heh heh), I’ll just row alone. I am woman, see me row.

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And what on earth does all that have to do with today’s post? Well, I’m still without a photographer. Ha. And I was panicking that I posted no outfit post last week and I didn’t want to repeat that this week, so…I got up at the crackadawn on Saturday and me and the tripod went down to a little nearby beach (where I hoped I’d have no witnesses!) to shoot. One hour, 200 shots, less than ten usable. Not a great ratio. BUT…I managed.

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I call this my Carolyn of Un-Fancy sweater. It seems like in every outfit she has this chestnut brown color in something and I have coveted it for sometime…and searched high and low for something in this color. I finally found this poncho sweater on Ellos.com…and it was back-ordered. I’m usually too impatient for that sort of thing but I was so in love with this color that I ordered. And waited. And waited. And finally it arrived…in all its chestnut glory, exactly the shade I’ve been dreaming of.

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In all honesty it’s a little big. Ellos is a sister to Woman Within, my “everything is too big” nemesis, ha. That sizing, combined with the fact that it’s totally open on the side (a fact that, despite it being called a poncho sweater, was lost on me when placing my order. I was blinded by the color), makes it quite voluminous. Even on me. It’s a little like wearing a blanket with sleeves. Which is not necessarily a bad thing. Anyway, I’d waited so long to get this one, I was certainly not sending it back and starting all over.

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So I love it. The color, the lightweight, stretchy cushy knit, the color, the open sides, did I mention the color? I think this color will go with everything. Blue denim, black, grey, white. All the denims. It does need to be worn over something (have I mentioned the open sides?), so here I have it over a black cami, but you could put it over a turtleneck or a collared denim shirt, etc.

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I’ve wanted to order from Ellos.com for a long time. They have Woman Within prices and plus-size sizing with a Scandinavian style aesthetic. A good combo. I will definitely be ordering from there again. Look, another first (a la my new year’s resolution)!

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So. I did my own shoot. I finally got chestnut brown into my wardrobe. I DON’T NEED NO STINKIN’ RESCUING!!!

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Pro-blogger tip: don’t photograph yourself seated in a really long top cuz it makes your legs look like they’re about 10″ long. Ha. Learn from my mistakes.

Bye now!

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What I’m Wearing

I’m linking up today with the lovely Catherine for her #IWillWearWhatILike linkup party. Be sure to check out all the other bloggers who have linked up on her page…Not Dressed as Lamb. 

Week in Review: Week 101

Week One Hundred One. Seems sort of anti-climactic. Oh well. I have another big landmark coming up soon. Landmark? Is that the right word? That doesn’t sound quite right. I feel like I struggle with words lately. Words (or phrases) I know I KNOW, I just can’t retrieve them. Then there was the night I couldn’t remember how to turn the lights on in my car. That was a little alarming. There was something else just this past week…maybe with the computer at work…but I can’t remember what it was. Ironic. Ha ha. But not so funny when it’s happening to you.

ANYWAY, let’s see if I CAN remember something from this past week. I was definitely in a funk. I just needed a little break from the world. Of course, sometimes I just confuse that with “I’m reading a really good book and I don’t want to do anything else, just read the book.” And I had two of those in a row, so…that might be part of it. And I was tired. So who knows. But I needed to snap out of it cuz life. My trip is in less than 2 weeks and I’ve got stuff to do for that, and get things ready here for during my absence. So. Let’s get on with it.

Went back to the arboretum for a Valentine’s Day photo shoot.

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A hair update. I’m going to go to the salon before my trip to get a little neatening shave around the back of my neck and maybe around my ears, not sure. It’s so grey!


Will also take the wig. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore and trimmed into the bangs a bit yesterday and it’s SO much better…but I need a more skilled hand to do more than what I did and to trim the back up a lot. The ends have gotten so broken from brushing out rats’ nests. It tangles SO easily. It’s really not a recommended thing to do. If I ever needed one again I would really push for human hair or a much better quality one than this. But the bangs help 🙂


This is one of the sights from my town. These four 600′ tall red and white smoke stacks are part of a natural gas and conventional oil electric power generating plant and can be seen from as far away as Connecticut. This area is very hilly, and when you’re up high the stacks can usually be spotted.


This is a throwback to the days when Caleb could run…and man did he love bounding through the snow!


I spotted these figures a couple weeks back. I don’t know if they’ve always been there and I just never noticed them before (??) or if those people said, “gee it looks bland out there without the holiday decorations, let’s put up some characters from the Wizard of Oz??” (as one does).


Saw this on Instagram and thought YEP.


That was really it.

Oh, the books I was reading were Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand, which is so not my usual kind of book, but she can really tell a story! And One True Loves by Taylor Jenkins Reid, which was a light read with an interesting premise. Also well-told. I will definitely read more from both authors. And interesting, now that I’m looking at and thinking about both books at the same time – they both had a similar premise, that I hadn’t realized at the time. But you’ll have to read them to know what that is!


And now it’s time to work on my blog post for Tuesday – one week off was enough – and then go horizontal for a Sunday afternoon movie. Ooh, speaking of movies, I’ve seen some good ones recently. “The Zookeeper’s Wife,” which is currently on HBO, but you can watch the trailer on Amazon here. And “Frantz,” which is free on Amazon Prime and you can see the trailer here. Not sure what I’ll watch this afternoon but if I like it I’ll share with you next week!

Last week of January ahead!

What to Do When You’re in a Funk

Note: I did not say “how to get OUT of a funk.” I have the utmost respect for The Funk and would never try to hurry one along. It’s there for a reason. You may not even be aware of the reason, but if your head/heart/body/mind says you’re in a funk, just go with it. Enjoy it. Revel in it. If you try to ignore it then you’re not honoring your Self. Honor your Self. Honor the Funk.


I happen to be in a funk myself right now. I’m feeling out of my normal routine, I’m tired, I’m sad. Is there a particular reason? Maybe. Maybe not. Sometimes you don’t know or can’t necessarily change the reason…but you can control how you react to it. Put down that self-help book, skip that yoga class, turn off the meditation app. Just be in the funk. It won’t last forever. If you try and resist you will never get the little escape your body is telling you you need. So have that pity party until you feel ready to shake it off and move on.

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And in the meantime, here are some tried-and-true tested (by me!) techniques for getting the maximum enjoyment out of a funk.

  • Get into your nightgown/pajamas. There is nothing better than getting home from work and immediately putting on your comfy cozy no-restraint clothes. Once you’re in your sleepwear you know you won’t be going out again so it’s easy to stay home alone and pass on any invitations that might come your way, eg., “Oh, I’d love to but I’ve already taken off my bra so I couldn’t possibly.”
  • As indicated above, accept no invitations. Unless someone offers to pick up ice cream and Chinese food and leave it on your doorstep without even knocking, your response to any invitations (if you have even actually answered the phone or text) should be, “I wish I could, but I don’t want to” a la Phoebe Buffet in an early episode of Friends.
  • Do not, I repeat, DO NOT wash the dishes or put away the Christmas decorations. They will all still be there on the other side of the funk.
  • Get into bed. Is it still light out? Even better. While in bed:
    • Turn out the lights and just lay there in the dark.
    • Listen to a podcast.
    • Read a book (NO SELF-HELP), preferably a sad one.
    • Watch a movie. See above.
    • Nap.
    • Talk to yourself. No one knows and understands your pain better than you.
  • Only get up to eat and/or feed animals. Or children. But they really should not be part of any funk plan. If there are children please try to pawn them off for a short while on someone who is not in a funk. You’ll all be better for it.
  • Eat super healthy…or super UNhealthy. This is the time for extremes. A giant salad…or a pint of ice cream. With Fritos. And sprinkles. Maybe even a little alcohol.
  • Go to sleep early. Sleep as long as you want. If you can manage it, sleep all day. Get lots and lots of sleep.

Follow these steps for a day or two, until you want to stop.  I know I’m done with a funk when I want to get dressed or talk to another human being or go for a walk in actual air. Take it easy on yourself the next day. Funks take a lot out of you. If you did the funk right, by Day Two you’ll be feeling back to normalish and maybe even pretty gosh darn good. Congratulate yourself on a funk well-done and move on with your life.


Note: I am not a mental health professional, this is just how *I* like to handle a funk. Follow my plan at your own risk. It works for me. Your mileage may vary.

Week in Review: Week ONE HUNDRED!!!

Today, on a Very Special Fashion Schlub, the one HUNDREDTH episode will be filmed before a live studio audience. Oh MAN, why didn’t I ACTUALLY think of doing that! Before right now when I’m sitting down to write the post that’s ALREADY a day late! Oh I’m just a mess. But I did have a fun week.

Last week started with a trip to the greenhouses at a local arboretum. We’re very fortunate on Long Island to have So Many really good arboretums and public gardens. This was Planting Fields Arboretum in Oyster Bay.

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Then onto Nassau County Museum of Art for the “Fool the Eye” exhibit.






This happened.


I swiped this off my niece’s icloud stream. Cuz come on…is my great niece not the sweetest???


My family. Far far away.



Okay…went to an art lecture (a first for me, so A New Thing) at Hecksher Museum of Art on Andy Warhol and the Pop-Art Culture. Very interesting.


I guess it would have made sense if I’d taken pictures of the pop art on display instead of these. D’oh!


Flower shop.


The big thaw.


Gothic architecture in Sea Cliff, NY.


Cold Spring Harbor, NY. I really got around this week!


Not one fashiony reference in this post, sorry! Sometimes I put some Outfits of the Day (OOTD) in the Week in Review, but I already put them all in the “What I Wore This Week” video so it seemed redundant to post them again here.

Tomorrow is back to work – and I have not one fun thing planned for this week yet, urgh. It looks like a lot of rain, so bleh. I really need to take down my Christmas tree…yeah, maybe that will happen this week.

Okay kids, have a good week! xoxo


What I Wore This Week & A Bit of a Chat

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Oh, I am just a mess. I keep trying to start new things and I end up bungling them and throwing them out. This week I was Bound and Determined to do a What I Wore This Week feature If It Killed Me. And in the end, I missed a couple days cuz it was a long weekend so I didn’t actually get dressed two of the days and then the video portion is horrible and dark…AND I forgot to turn the phone sideways (horizontal) to film the video, BUT, in my defense, if you shoot horizontal you do need more space between yourself and the camera to get your whole body in and in the apartment where the mirror is there just ISN’T that space. So bear with me on the vertical NO NO video. Or go watch someone who’s good at this like Lizzie Hadfield from Shot from the Street who is both my fashion AND vlogging idol (she said in a slightly breathy awe-struck fan girl crush kinda way).

So, one of my New Year’s resolutions was to try and do something new/different every day. While I haven’t accomplished this every day, it is always on my radar and when I have the opportunity between choosing something old or new, I’m trying to go with new.

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Charming Northport home from @NorthportEveryDay

One new thing I’m doing is a new Instagram account called Northport Every Day – based on the town where I live. I just started it about a week ago but it’s getting a good following already and it’s causing me to drive down different streets and areas than I usually do to find new and interesting things to photograph.

I ate Turkish food for the first time at a restaurant I’d never been to before. I did not care for it, ha ha. But I don’t mind that. I enjoy the trying.

I went to a new meditation class. I did not care for it, either. In it’s defense, the first place I went to meditation classes in Brooklyn was so so good and set the bar SO high, that other places just never seem as good…and I’ve tried three since I’ve been back on Long Island. I do meditate on my own, sometimes with phone apps. When I remember. But a class is good for a tune-up and inspiration.

(imagine, if you will, a lovely 1800s gothic brick church, black metal fence, lush garden bordering the pathway from the street, twisty tree with a branch reaching out over the path, it’s dusk, the garden lights cast a warm sunsetty glow on the tree, path and arched entrance to the church. Cuz, godammit, I lost that picture! It’s where my first meditation class was and it was so lovely and peaceful and I had a really nice picture of the entrance on my phone, on my Instagram…and I can’t find it anywhere, have been searching all morning so that’s why this is going up so late and NOT first thing in the morning as I had planned and now I’m all aggravated, which is exactly why I need meditation classes!!!!!)

So, maybe not every day but it’s always in my consciousness to look for and try The New Thing.

Anyone else? Resolution updates? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?