what to wear to the resistance
Cashmere socks, simply the most comfy, cozy luxury for your feet. Because you’ll be wearing I’m-going-to-kick-some-butt boots, the cashmere socks are going to be an absolute necessity. Your fellow resisters don’t need to know what’s on your feet, or how much it costs. Let them wear Smartwool!
Cashmere for the rest of us. March on!
It’s OK if your outsides make you look like a member of the French Labour movement; as with the socks, no one needs to know what’s underneath. Go for the silk, so while you’re screaming your lungs out about who is and who isn’t your President, you can still feel the je ne sais quois.
Beautiful underpinnings are going to make you feel like a naughty French mistress who’s also an urban guerilla.
David and Susan
These two people are David and Susan. I “discovered” them just outside my door one warm evening, at twilight. They were just standing there, planning their next move for the evening. Apparently, they live in my neighborhood. David was a bit secretive about what it is exactly he does for a living. There was some talk of acting, but obviously, there’s more to these two than meets the eye. I took their card and went home to make some discoveries about them on line. I don’t want to say too much at this time, but for now I’ll share this picture. More to come.
kindred spirit, the accidental icon
Sometimes you’re lucky enough to meet kindred spirits. It’s rare, but it’s oh-so-sweet when it happens. It seems you can’t search for kindred spirits, in fact you must not search for them! But they’re out there; and they just come along in their own time. In the past couple of months I’ve met two women, entirely different from each other, who are nonetheless my kindred spirits. Why? Because they’re doing things their own way.
The first of the two is the Accidental Icon. Let’s call her Lyn, because that’s her name. Please check out her really great—almost revolutionary—blog here. Why revolutionary? Well for one, the first thing that strikes the eye is that the blog is in black and white. Black and white! Just this alone puts the Accidental Icon in a class by herself. By making the decision to forego color, she may have broken a cardinal rule of blogging. Popular opinion, at least, appears to be that a blog must have color and lots of it. So much for that!
dare to bare?
One thing I miss most about my younger self is the freedom I felt to go bare without a second thought in the summer time. Nowadays, it’s a bit more of a challenge to stay cool in the sweltering heat! How do you do it?