Tag Archives: Ralph Lauren

Friends, Missing In Action

In my last post, I mentioned my late pals, Mimi and Jackie missing them more than I can say. My fantasy is, they’re together in one of their living rooms, Jackie’s painted peach, Mimi’s pale yellow, looking down at me … Continue reading

Posted in alcohol, Connecticut, Fashion, friendship, grace, Gratitude, Home, humanity, humor, Love, money, New York City, women, words | Tagged , , , , | 22 Comments

A Coupla Things

The swan is staying.  After waiting a millennium for my return postage sticker and not having the heart to put her in the box, she’s kinda grown on me.  As her patina quietly peels, she’s good company since she doesn’t … Continue reading

Posted in animals, Fashion, Home, humor, New York City | Tagged , , , | 26 Comments

Notes From The Carlyle – July 2015

  I worked four days last week, like a real person.  Exhaustion be damned, on the last day I deserved a reward, so where did I go? Bemelmans, positively giddy as my skirt swirled through the Carlye’s revolving doors.  Actor … Continue reading

Posted in Beauty, humor, modeling, money, New York City, sex, Women and men | Tagged , , , , , | 37 Comments

Can These Pajamas Be Saved

My favorite PJs are in serious peril. The flannel has gotten so worn they’ve torn in a good eight places. Image Swiss cheese in a bright navy plaid. Living alone as I do, I’ve been wearing them anyway not realizing … Continue reading

Posted in Fashion, humor, women | Tagged , , , , , | 17 Comments

Notes From The Carlyle – December

After spending the afternoon sniffing cashmere at Ralph Lauren, I popped into Bemelmans for a little refreshment. I asked Camille to join me but she was already engaged with an Aussie oncologist at the Ritz-Carlton. I was surprised at the … Continue reading

Posted in Cinema, Fashion, humor, Love, money, New York City, sex, sexual relationships, Uncategorized, women, Women and men, writing | Tagged , , , , , , | 12 Comments

Notes From The Carlyle – September

I’m sitting on a corner banquette writing this on cocktail napkins. You’d think a writer would always have a notebook handy. Not this one since it doesn’t fit into her 30 year old Fendi clutch. One of the best parts … Continue reading

Posted in Fashion, History, humor, New York City, religion, Women and men, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments

The Breakers

I’m reblogging this on behalf of the cold weather that has left me in a heap. After burying myself in three blankets and a quilt, I mentally reminisced about The Breakers in Palm Beach and the happy times I had … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , | 17 Comments

It’s a Boy

I’m referring to the birth of Jesus of course. I’ve decided Christmas can be the birth of anything including a new attitude. It’s no secret that I’ve been more than a little stressed lately. I’ve been almost afraid to leave … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Sch-tyle

I hate trends. They’re expensive, ephemeral and remind me of cheap uniforms with expiration dates. Take gladiator sandals, for instance. I wouldn’t wear them even if I were a gladiator. They crawl up your legs concealing one’s calf that I … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment