American Dream…

Fashion Quarterly New Zealand (March 2012) “American Dream” – Penny Pickard
BTW… I’ve been known to do my ironing in my lingerie… from time to time…

Shoe Fetish: Monique Lhuillier Avril Leather Sandals…

Shoe Fetish: Monique Lhuillier Avril Leather Sandals...Imagine lunch in the Mediterranean, overlooking the ocean, on a beautiful summer day. You’re sitting in a fashionable, all white, wide leg pant-suit with a large brimmed white hat covering your face. Now look down, and you see these “Monique Lhuillier Avril Leather Sandals” covering your beautiful feet! Toes painted of course…

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Cold Showers & Hot Beer!!!…

My Wonderful HostsIf you ever get the change to go anywhere and immerse yourself in another culture, for any reason, take it! Especially if it’s on the company dime! That’s what I did! An extended stay in Africa has been one of the truly most wonderful blessings I’ve ever had. One of the best parts was living with and learning from my wonderful hosts…

That being said, I’m back! I’ve missed many things… Hot showers and cold beer amongst them… I also missed my shoes… Oh my how I missed them… Almost six months in sketchers, I almost lost my mind! I went without Internet, shaving my legs, makeup, stockings (ouch! that one really hurt too!!!), a regular supply of toilet paper, my motorcycles, shopping of any mention, and so many other unimportant “essentials“… Okay, the heels are essentials! The stockings too! But I wouldn’t trade my time there for anything the world.

I missed this too so I’ve got a lot of catching up to do. So, without wasting time, read on and see how I’ve been spending my hard earned salary (which I basically banked the entire time!) during the last few weeks since I’ve returned. Didn’t I mention I’ve been on “vacation” for a few weeks picking up the pieces of my life and breaking in my credit cards… Alas, here we go!

Jan 3rd 2016…

Jan 3rd 2016Wanna hear some BS? Last year on Jan 3rd I was getting dressed, thinking about my resolutions, and I snagged a stocking. After the profanity, I threw it in the hamper and scuttled away, slipping into a spare on the way out the door. I thought to myself, “I wonder just how much hosiery I shredded last year?” Alas, I had a plan… I would save all my runners (just the word makes me angry!) and at the end of the year I would know! Well, ladies and gentlemen, the fruits of my labor –  the genesis of my idea realized at last. Isn’t it depressing. There must be over 50 pair there, plus odds and ends… Just remember, each of these represents a spike in my blood pressure. And, to boot, I ripped my left leg this morning. It must be Karma?… The final question is, of course, what to do with them now?… Oh, and you figure, at least, $20 per pair, you do the math. My legs are worth it.