Where I Shop and How I Do It!

A few posts back, our friend Nancy made a comment.  She wanted to know where I shop. It was funny because I also received a couple of emails asking me the same question.

So, here goes–95 percent of my wardrobe comes from J. Crew.  I’m very brand loyal to this company.  Think back in retail history ladies.  Way back. Before online shopping.  Back to the days of mail order.  Remember those days?

I would eagerly wait for the mailman to deliver my favorite catalogs. Chadwick’s of Boston, Tweeds, and the mother of all catalogs—the J. Crew catalog!

This is from the Spring 1987 J. Crew Catalog. Some things never change.  The clothing is pretty much the same. And that is why I love J. Crew!

I’ve been a customer since 1983.  There have been years where the pickings were slim and years when I wanted everything and anything I could get my crossed-eyes upon.

And Jenna Lyon’s vision of the edgy catalogs of the present day gets on my last nerve. But I still love the clothing that J. Crew and J. Crew Factory have to offer.

Yes. Jenna Lyons drives me up a wall. I’m sorry but those pants are ridiculous looking.  The news of her deciding to leave J. Crew did not make me sad. At all.

Crew’s clothing is my style.  It’s my comfort zone.  It’s what I feel good in.  And, for the most part, the quality is good.

One of my favorite looks from J. Crew–head to toe!  A black Tippi Sweater, Stewart plaid pants–and one of the few J. Crew pairs of shoes I have. Dulci kitten heels. 

I stick to the basics. Nothing outlandish. I love the Pixie and Marti pants. I am not a fan of J. Crew’s jeans however.  I love the sweaters although there have been seasons of lesser-quality goods.

Some of my Pixie, Marti and City Pants from J. Crew. There’s a lot more too!

I love the cuts of the blazers from Crew.  I’m a fan of the button-down shirts and the turtlenecks—except the flimsy cotton ones that stretch out

Some of the blazers I have collected from J. Crew over the years...

…and more–Lady Jackets and plaid. What’s not to love??

I’m also a fan of the striped fabric when the cuffs are turned up. It’s little things like that that I love!

Three guesses as to where my costume jewelry is purchased!

But I know and am familiar with J. Crew’s clothing.  The J. Crew Pencil skirts fit my body well.

See what I mean?  Scarf from J. Crew, sweater and pencil skirt from J. Crew. The Number 2 Pencil skirt is one of my faves!

I’m not one for fussy dressing. I like my solids. They are easier to mix and match.  I’ll do stripes. And we all know that I will do plaids on any occasion. But I tend to stick to a more classic look.

With shoes, I’ll stick to shops other than J. Crew.  My foot is too narrow for most of the brand’s shoes.

Here’s a bit of what I have from J. Crew.

An sampling of button-down shirts–the striped tunic is Tory Burch–how did it sneak in there?

One of two draws full of sweaters. All from J. Crew.

No. It isn’t sheets. It’s the white dress shirts I have from J. Crew.

Printed Campbell pants and a roll-neck sweater 

My other favorite plaid pants and green Tippi Turtleneck..

OK–this is the last one.  I love this leopard skirt too.

Nordstrom is another store that I shop.  Surprisingly, I don’t buy many clothes there. I’ll stick to shoes and boots and bags.   I make my good boot purchases during the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale.

 

If you have the time, a couple of hours spent purusing Nordstrom Rack can produce great buys!

I have better luck at Nordstrom Rack. Especially with jeans. The variety of jeans at Nordstrom Rack is terrific.  I purchased quite a few of my beloved AG jeans at Rack.  And quite a few pairs of shoes too!

This leather Longchamp bag was my deal of the century at Nordstrom Rack a few years back. I saw it and ran up to the checkout. It was about $100. I wear this a lot!!

Two more Nordstrom deals. The bag is from Nordstrom. Rebecca Minkoff. Someone returned it and it went over to the sale table. I grabbed it!  The shoes are from Nordstrom Rack and were the second deal of the century. I actually fell in love with these shoes when Susan from Une Femme d’un Certain Age posted them on her blog. They are Paul Green and at $350 were out of my price line.  I happened to be at Nordstrom Rack one day and the shoes were there. In my size.  I think they were $107. and I had a $50 gift card. Great day in the mornin’!!

In all honesty, as much as I enjoy shopping, I love to make my purchases during sales. I don’t buy at retail prices.

I don’t buy luxury brands either. I am very much aware of my budget and what I cannot afford.

Leather Longchamp bags are the closest to luxury that I will buy.

OK. Bonaparte may have given me the red Longchamp bag for my birthday last year, but he made the purchase at Nordstrom!

And when we travel to France, I’ll keep my purchases purely to bags, shoes and my beloved Rondini sandals.  My body is just way too curvy for a European fit—so I avoid clothing for the most part.

Two examples of shopping during traveling. Rondini sandals and Repetto ballet flats. Every trip to France during the summer months means another pair of sandals. The price is great because the sandals are custom made and last forever.  BTW, the shirt is J. Crew and the jeans are AG! But look–this is an outfit that I can wear till I’m 85!

When it comes to buying clothing, it really helps to really know your body type and what works for you.  Boyfriend jeans and cargo pants look horrific on me.  Skinny and legging jeans work better for my body.

Old Navy is great–great for basics like plain tee shirts and lets hope their iconic t-shirt dresses are never disontinued..

Best $15 I’ve ever spent. This t-shirt dress from Old Navy can be worn all year.  I have five of them–just in case it is discontinued!

I’m not having a good Gap year. I purchased a pair of jeans but the offerings were better in the past.

And then there’s Lilly for the bright summer dresses. But I think I’m going to check out the consignment shops for a bit of her brightness this year. I don’t want to pay full price!

Surprisingly, the outfit I wore today —I loved!!  And I didn’t wear one item from J. Crew. My skirt was about four years old from GAP, the sweater was a cardigan I wore backwards because I liked it better that way.  The scarf was one I stole from Oona—she purchased it at Target a couple of years ago and the denim jacket was from Kut From The Kloth. I purchased this jacket when I was heavier. It’s a size Large. But it fits great due to the amount of stretch.

Today’s OOTD. And not one item from J. Crew!  The skirt, from GAP, is a great fit–it’s a stretch fabric and fits the curves beautifully.  I don’t have a white crew neck sweater so I wore this cardigan backwards. I don’t know what it is that makes me love this outfit so much. Yes I do. It looks great on me. And ladies! Admit when you know an outfit looks great! Don’t be shy!

And that is also why I try everything on. In multiple sizes. One brand’s size 6 could be another’s size 8 or 10.  I don’t pay much attention to the numbers on the tags these days.

I don’t get rid of a lot of clothing simply because what I do have really isn’t trendy—the styles last for quite a few years.

Online shopping for me?  Sometimes.  I shop J. Crew online when I am absolutely sure of the sizing of the item—such as Pixie Pants and blazers.  I’ve taken my chances once ordering on Zulily and was lucky.

My one-time online purchase from Zulily. $29.99 and I was very pleased with this tunic. I don’t wear it often –although I should wear it mor!

I took a chance recently with “6PM“—I purchased a pair of AG Jeans and they were fine—I know my size in AG.

A coupla pair of AG Jeans. These are GREAT jeans–but shop around for the best price!

However, I’m better taking the time early on a Saturday morning, wearing comfy clothing and good underwear and spending the time in stores. It can take me four hours to find the right shirt. And that’s ok because when I take the time, I know that I’ll make a purchase I’ll have for a long time.

Going shopping? It’s serious business so dress for comfort!  Wear comfortable shoes too!

Shopping for clothing should be treated seriously.  After all, when you are dressed in clothing that you love and that you feel great in, it makes your day a lot better.

Don’t you think?  How do you shop?  Where do you shop?  Malls, small boutiques.  Share your tips in the comments—it’ll be fun!

Sometimes shopping can be challenging if there is a really great sale going on. People pushing and shoving–it’s a real jungle and the song that plays in my mind is by CCR “Run Through The Jungle”!!

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The Greatest Clutch Bag for Summer 2017. And a Great Mommy and Meekend!

I’ll get to the greatest clutch in a little bit. Trust me, this little bag is greatness!

But first, let me tap into the weekend. You know how when things go wrong sometimes it’s just a domino effect? So, let me start.

You know how when things go wrong sometimes it’s just a domino effect that piles up?  A coupla things happened.

Something happened to my tooth. I woke up Thursday with a throbbing pain on the right side of my face that went from my ear to my jaw.   And naturally, me, thinking I’m a dental school graduate, decided to poke around in my mouth.

When I touched one of my back molars I just about jumped through the roof of the Chateau!  My self-diagnosis was that I cracked my tooth whilst grinding my teeth during my slumber.

I can safely say that Curly and I have the same reaction!

And it didn’t get better.  So from Thursday on I’ve been living on Advil, Anbesol and some no-name numbing lotion for my teeth.  This is not the best way to live when one of your grown children is coming to visit. Especially when you have been looking forward to your daughter’s visit for a long, long time!

The plan on Friday was for Oona to fly into LaGuardia.  She was going to grab a quick dinner with her dad and then head onto the train for Philly.  Bonaparte and I were to pick her up at 10:30 Friday evening.

Are you still with me?

It rained Friday. Actually, it was an all-day downpour. No. It was more like the monsoon. And Oona’s flight to LaGuardia was cancelled.

But….she was lucky enough to get rerouted on a direct flight to Philly and we were able to pick her up at the airport earlier than anticipated!

A lesson in how bad things that happen can turn out to be very good things.

Who knew that a monsoon of a rainy day and a cancelled flight would make the day turn around to a much better one!!

Saturday was a very “Mommy and Me” day. We both had haircuts (and I had my roots done) by Adam and then it was manicure time at the nail salon.

We both had haircuts.  I was able to wear my bio hair all by itself.  Oona had a few inches taken off. She has a great head of hair!

It was all very good because we were going out to a local French restaurant that evening.  I really, really wanted to enjoy my dinner so I was popping Advil like those little dot candies on the long strips of paper. The throbbing, pulsating pain in my mouth would not go away!

In reality, it would be far better if Advil came on strips like this, I could just carry them in my purse and bite them off the paper every ten minutes!

We had dinner at Sips. We’ve gone to this restaurant a few times. And each time we went, we had a great meal. The kids love the place. I love the place. Bonaparte likes the place.

Thank God the wine was good! Because everything else was a disappointment. And I feel awful about that because this restaurant was always so wonderful.

I dunno what happened by the meal turned out to be horrible.  I’m not kidding. The only part of the meal that was great was the company. The appetizers were fine. Both Bonaparte and Oona ordered steak that was too well done.  One of the reasons I rarely order steak at a restaurant. I like it blue!  I had crab cakes that were way, way over seasoned. Dessert—well the cake tasted like a cake that you would buy at a discount grocery store.

Escargot.  I don’t know why these little buggers aren’t served in shells anymore..

My appetizer of Baby Octopus over Hummus. I wish I had ordered a huge portion of this for my dinner.  This was very good despite the remainder of the dinner!

We couldn’t figure out what was worse. The food or the fact that when Oona very politely-bordering-on-timidly mentioned to the waiter that she ordered her steak medium rare and it was well done.  He told her to cut into the center of the steak. Who says that???  He took the steak back.

You said WHAT to my daughter?  It’s a good thing the waiter took that overcooked steak back.

It was a sad moment because we always liked Sips but the quality of the meal was so sub-par that I think it’ll be a long time until our return. I don’t like when good restaurants turn bad.

But the good thing is that we were able to spend time together and have some good wine and great conversation. So, the evening was not a total loss!

Yesterday was fun day.  Oona and I went to the movies. We saw…

OuOOTD from yesterday.  I love Oona’s taste in clothing. She’s a bit more edgy than I am and she has a great sense of style.  Skinny jeans with a loose Boho Tee, a Moto jacket and a tassel necklace.  Her shoes are flats from J. Crew. I went with a casual mom look. Skinny jeans, sneakers, a loose sweater and plaid shirt. 

Beauty and the Beast!

The music, the visuals, the special effects, the story, the costumes, the actors–it all made for a great escape!  I want to see this movie again. And again. And again. And I’m not a huge Disney fan either but this was amazing!

It was GREAT!!! Emma Watson was fantastic as Belle and the best surprise was Kevin Kline as Maurice, her father. It was much better than the animated version and there was a bit of darkness to it.  Although not as dark as the Jean Cocteau version.

Jean Cocteau’s version of  La Belle a La Bete was the darkest version of this tale but it was also the most dramatic.  Jean Marias’ Beast performance as Beast was very moving.

After the movie, Oona and I took a trip to the mall

And that is where I found it.  In the mall. At Francesca’s.

Although I don’t frequent this store, the accessories and trendy jewely are perfect for summer!

The greatest, summertime, adorable, lightweight, roomy, cutest, most wonderful bag for women from 20 to 90 years old!

Have you ever been to Francesca’s?  I’ll admit. I haven’t. It doesn’t seem to be my type of shop.  The clothing is a bit too Boho for me. But …

The costume jewelry and tote bags for the summer were just so darned happy and bright and fun!!!

Inexpensive, colorful and fun jewelry for the summer.

I can’t tell you how much I love this little clutch bag. Francesca’s was having a “buy-one-get-one-for-60%-off” sale.  I ended up buying one for me and one for Oona!

This bag is so stinking adorable that I  cannot hold my glee inside.  DO you have any idea how difficult it is to find a navy bag–let alone a fun clutch for the summer? At $22, this is a great bargain. And those pom-poms!

Whaddya think? Is this bag great or what?? This is the summer bag. It can go to the beach, out to dinner for a bit of a dress up, the movies–anywhere! 

It snaps shut and the snap is sewn in very sturdy.

There’s enough room for my over-stuffed wallet, a phone, a comb and lipstick.

And with those little pom-poms, it’ll match any outfit! I’m dying here!

It’s a nice size too. Not too big, not too small. It’s just right!

The bag almost made me forget about my pained tooth.

The time together was way too short.  We really had a wonderful time talking about Oona’s life in Cincinnati, her job, her boyfriend and we binge-watched TV on our down time.

She left this morning for meetings in NYC.  I’m proud of my daughter. She’s a very independent woman and I’m glad she is her own person and a strong woman.  She’s a good girl! We had the best “Mommy and Meekend” (get it? Mommy and me–weekend?)

See our earrings?  Bauble Bar now has a jewelry line that is being sold at Target.  Aren’t they adorable?

The earrings match the pom-poms on the clutch bag!

As for me, I went to the dentist this afternoon.  My self-diagnosis was incorrect. I did not crack my tooth.

The pain is because I’ve got some gum issues.  I also have to stop grinding my teeth.  I have three teeny cavities that need to be filled.  I’ll be visiting a periodontist first—if my medical insurance allows. And I’ll get the little cavities filled.

Mother’s little helpers better get rid of this throbbing!

But for now, I’ll enjoy the antibiotics and the pain relievers that the dentist prescribed. But I do take my medications seriously and cautiously. I asked the pharmacist if it was OK for me to take my medication before wine. And not wanting to sound like a lush, I did mention that I only drink wine on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.   She said it was better for me to not indulge. We’ll see about that one.

There is no worse pain than a toothache–or the pain when your kids leave the homestead.

Do  you remember the Dave Clark Five? Do you remember this song “Having a Wild Weekend”?  had quite the wild weekend too. In a wildly wonderful way!

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The Ragin’ Agein’

Once again, I’ve started a post and my thoughts managed to go into a different direction.

I’m procrastinating my shopping post—but my brain was interrupted when I started to think about my upcoming birthday.

I’ll be working on my shopping post for a long time, I fear!

I won’t be 61 anymore. I’ll be 62. And my body is doing weird things to me against my will.

The way others look at aging makes me upset too.

And today, I’m thinking about these changes…

Yeah. It’s one of THOSE “Meh” moments. Just one step above a pity party!

The Ragin’ Agein’

My head of hair was once so thick and lustrous and silky

My mother said she’d  use it to mop the floor t’was filthy

And now with age the hair is sparse and dry and oh so thin

The hairs from atop my head have been replaced upon my chin

My face was smooth and luminous a dewy clear visage

Now I have to prime and paste the makeup to mirage

The wrinkles and the fine lines that the aging process left as signs.

The pricey boar’s hair brush that worked it’s magic and its luck

Has been replaced by tweezers to assist my daily pluck!

But rather than bemoan this loss that’s had me feeling sad,

I found the greatness of the wig and ne’er a hair day bad!

My pasty legs so paper white with popped out veins of blue

Have made me love my fake tan for that glowing sun-kissed hue

And now when I look down where once were pretty shapely ankles

I see two thick’ning little stubs. Oh shit! I’m getting cankles!

When in my younger days, I didn’t need a bra at all,

My titties have expanded and they’ve started their grand fall.

My neck—it used to be a place of quite erotic feelings

And now it’s just a sagging tube of a turkey necked railing

My ass was cute and firm and smooth and oh so nicely round

These days it sags and drags while making unavoidable sound

My tummy lost its muscle and loosely jiggles too.

Perhaps I’m the first woman who could house a kangaroo!

My memory plays mean games on me, it lapses in a flash

But yet I can remember all the words of Crosby Stills and Nash

So, it really isn’t awful and it isn’t much to dread

Because it’s better that I live than that I end up dead!

Nope!  I’m like Jacque Brel. Alive and well but not living in New York.

Yeah. It is.  I think we all get in those “ragin agein’” moods every now and then, but in the end. It’s all good because we are here to experience ageing!

That’s right! I’ll be the cheerleader for the Ragin’ Agein’–saggy titties and all!!!

And how could I not play this great song by Crosby Stills and Nash? Suite Judy Blue Eyes. (I remember every single word!)

 

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Why Can’t The Weekends Be Longer?

*Sigh* Remember when we worked a 35-hour workweek?  Then a 40-hour workweek?  Now it seems that we come into the office earlier and earlier and leave later and later.  Not that I’m complaining—because to tell you the truth, I really really like my job.

The workday flies by so fast.

And so, does the week.  That’s why I wish we had a permanent three-day weekend.

Mweekend attire. I want to look like the hipster mom!!!

I always get like this whenever the kids visit for the weekend.  I love when they are home.  But I get really sad when they leave.

It’s that empty “Sunday” feeling.  Do you know what I’m talking about?  Remember when you were in school and as soon as late afternoon on Sundays arrived, you got “that feeling”.  It’s an empty feeling with a touch of stress and dread.  You just feel bad.

 

It’s that Sunday Feeling.

 

That’s the feeling I get when the kids leave.

It’s true. This is me when the kids leave!

But when they arrive I’m happy as a raccoon in a dumpster!

Yes!  I’m as happy as this little critter in all his garbage glory when my kids come home!

We had a great weekend.

Bonaparte and I  started  the weekend with a toast to Obamacare sticking around!

Tchin Tchin! A toast to the weekend! It was too cold outside so we had our kir royals indoors!

The boys arrived early Saturday afternoon—which was great because we had plenty of time to catch up with each other.

No matter how old they are, they will always be my little boys! (Let’s hope they never see this post or that I’m calling them “my little boys”!)

And… they told me about a great new show on Comedy Central. “The Detroiters” about the worst ad agency in Detroit.  The show is hysterically funny and we watched a couple of episodes before getting ready for dinner…

If you get the chance to catch this show, by all means do. It’s laugh-out-loud funny!

And what a dinner it was!

We had dinner at a la Maison in Ardmore, PA.

We started off with what was THE best Charcuterie Board of all time. The cheeses. The pates. The saucisson. The mustards and jellies. The bread..

Jake ordered the Boulliabaisse which was fantastic!

Roman ordered the best dish of the night-as you can see he took the photo after he ate most of it.  Roasted Pheasant!

I had duck breast in cherry sauce over a bed of roasted asparagus. It was devine!

Bonaparte ordered what he usually orders in any French restaurant. Steak Frites. And he said it was great!

BYOB…

Chocolate pot du creme and bread pudding for dessert was a sweet end to an excellent dinner!  

a la Maison in Ardmore just may be our new favorite restaurant!  I can’t wait to get back!

Sunday was a productive day.  One of my neighbors is moving and was giving away a beautiful antique oak dresser.  It was old and heavy and in great shape. One of the drawer knobs was broken but I remedied it by replacing all of the knobs.

Isn’t this oak dresser beautiful?  My sweaters have a home now.  And the entire cost was $27.00 for the knobs.  Honestly, if the boys were not here to help, I would never have this beauty!

It was a tremendous help to have the boys move the dresser down three flights of my neighbor’s stairs and  three flights up mine!

The bread I made was perfect for sandwiches.  I loaded them up with a supply and with a supply of corn cookies.  I’ll make more for next weekend!

Good things always come to an end.  Before they left, I made sandwiches for them on homemade bread. It’s just such a pleasure to be mom!

One last look at the boys before they board the Bolt Bus in Philly and go back home to NYC!  

And on Sunday afternoon, it was time to bid farewell to the boys until the next time.

Until next time!  Remember, Mommy loves and misses you!

I was really sad at work today.  Then I realized that..

Oona will be flying in on Friday!!! And we will be picking her up late Friday evening. It’ll be another fun weekend!

Yay!  Can’t wait to see my little baby girl Friday night!!  

But I still think we should have three-day weekends instead of two days.  But then I would have that Sunday feeling on Monday!

Do you love the weekend as much as I do?  Fridays make me think of this song by Loverboy…

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A Victorious End to a Busy-as-Hell Week!

It’s been a busy week and I’m thrilled that the weekend has arrived!

I’m always thrilled when the weekend arrives, but this weekend I’m REALLY thrilled! My sons are visiting!

Cookies are baked, and I’ll be getting ready to greet my sons because they are coming to visit today.

What’s better than one Corn Cookie?  A pile of ’em and…

….Chocolate Chip cookies too!  The milk is in the fridge!

This weekend for the boys. Next weekend for Oona.  The reason for the visits?

My birthday is approaching.  62 in three weeks.  More on that to come…

Tonight, the boys are taking me out to dinner and next week Oona will be taking me out—naturally, Bonaparte will be joining us.

We’re going to La Maison in Ardmore tonight. I’ll be reviewing tomorrow. This photo from TripAdvisor is making me very excited!

Something happens when my grown children come to visit.  I get all excited because it gives me a chance to be “mommy” again.  In some ways, it is incredibly annoying to them because I’m like the “Sidler” from Seinfeld.  I won’t leave them alone and I get too close to their personal space!

Remember the “Sidler” episode? Where the guy just popped up thisclosetoeveryone? Yeah. That’s me with the kids! Ask Oona. She’ll tell you how she feels about that!

On the other hand, their visits allow me to go back in time and do things like bake cookies for them. And as much as they are now healthy eaters concerned with each morsel of food that enters their adult bodies, they too, revert to a time of enjoying mom’s home baked goods.

The bread is baking in the oven.  Home baked bread makes for a better sandwich!

Actually, the bread WAS baking in the oven. I just took it out…

Look at that heavenly glow. Give us this day, our daily bread!

And because I was swamped with a ton of work at the office and because I was preparing for the welcome home, I didn’t get to the Weight Watchers meeting on Thursday. Again.

It’s kind of ironic that instead of going to a Weight Watchers meeting, I prepared all this cookie dough instead.  Hey. It makes for easier baking when you prepare cookie dough ahead of time!

I did drop another half-pound, though, so I’m fine.

Last time my scale saw this number, I was losing pregnancy weight!

I’m hoping to get to a meeting next week.

In the meantime, I working on a post that I hope to have ready for next week.  Nancy, one of our Atypical 60 friends, suggested writing about where I shop.  The post is a work in progress.

But, I did manage to get a bit of shopping done at Target yesterday.

Target is a weird store for me.  Luck isn’t with me in their clothing departments.  I think the sting of the “Lilly For Target” sale of two years ago has traumatized me.  Do you remember the infamous Lilly Pulitzer/Target collaboration?  I wrote about it:  Lilly for Target!  It was crazy!

I’m not fond of their shoe department either. Nothing ever feels right.

But every now and then I’ll luck out with inexpensive costume jewelry and inexpensive cosmetics.

Here’s what I found.

50% off fake pearls. How could I resist?  The earrings are adorable!

I’ve never tried Essence mascara but there’s always a first time–and the price was right at $3.00.  The lip gloss, Essence’s “Big Night Out” is only of my favorite colors ever. It is very neutral and was $2.49. I have two backups!

Sadly, I thought this illuminating palette by e.l.f. was cream. It isn’t. It’s powder. All isn’t a failure though, because I’m repurposing this to use as eyeshadows. Can’t win ’em all! But you can try!

And here’s what I managed to wear this week.

Monday’s outfit was lazy dressing. I wore the same thing the day before–it was Sunday so nobody knew. Until now!  I love these pants and they’ve fit me literally through thicker and thinner. I need to have them tailored though!

Tuesday was plaid and denim.  I just didn’t feel like wearing a blazer and figured a denim jacket with be an edgy choice. I’m getting tired of winter clothing…

Wednesday was a kilt with a black turtleneck, black tights and black suede boots.  At the height of laziness, I paper clipped the waistline because it needs to be taken in. I love this kilt so much but it just got too big. I need to send it back to SportKilt for tailoring.

Thursday was navy and tan instead of black and tan.  I love this blazer because of the permanant popped collar. It offered support for that crisp white shirt! 

Jeans Friday had me supporting my favorite baseball team–The Red Sox (I know. I know. I’m a New Yorker. Being a Bosox fan breeds character. OK?) I love me a nice fitting t-shirt! 

The weather is still in winter mode.  It’s not bitter-cold though and I realized that during this entire winter season, the one coat that I wore more than any other item of outwear was my trench coat!  It was a perfect pairing over blazers and heavy sweaters.

I”m telling you, I wore this coat more this year than I ever did. And it’ll be worn the remainder of the spring too!  This was one of the greatest purchases from J. Crew Factory. I think it was from last year or the year before!

Yesterday, was the day that placed my faith back in humanity. The bill to repeal the Affordable Healthcare Act, aka “Obamacare” died.

We found out about the good news at the office and we all did the happy dance!

This isn’t because of politicians. (Well, I will thank Al Franken and Bernie Sanders for their non-stop help!!)  It is because of all the noise citizens throughout our country made.  Our country WILL be great—and not because of politicians. It will be great because Americans are now waking up and are becoming vocal.

We the People, are on the way to making America stay great!!

I love that.

How could I not think of the great song by John Lennon and Plastic Ono Band. Power to the People! Right On!

 

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Ageism Gone Wild! I Am Now Too Old to Shop At Zara—And So Is Your Daughter!

It’s true!  It’s true!!  A scientific study was performed and the consensus is that I, and you, my friends are too old to shop at the fast fashion store, Zara.

There may not be a Zara in my neighborhood, but there is one in Cannes. I hope I’m allowed to shop there this summer. If I’m not it will be because Bonaparte is still holding my credit cards!

Are you familiar with the store Zara?  It’s pretty decent. Unfortunately, there is not a Zara store close by to where I live. If there was one, I would have been there last Spring to make the purchase of their iconic off-the-shoulder denim dress!  Oh. It was a beauty! My daughter, Oona, purchased two of them!

I wanted this dress so badly last year.  I realize I would have needed a bottle of sunscreen on my pasty shoulders but who cares? I loved this dress. Oona bought two–and she looks so damned adorable!

Uh. Oh. Oona’s time shopping at Zara may be limited these days. She’s 27 and I do believe she is at that age where she should be stopping her Zara shopping soon!

Ageism raises its ugly little head in the fashion industry. Again. And the Ageist boundaries seem to be getting younger and younger!

Here’s the article from the site “Who What Wear”.  “Data Says This is When Women Should Stop Shopping at Zara.”  Who What Wear is a site that I love to hate, by the way, because it is so unrealistic in every way.

Who What Wear has articles that are very deep.  The subjects are mainly: Shop. Celebrities. Street Style. Trends.  The only topic that is relatable to me is “Shop”.  And the stuff they strongly suggest, or rather demand you purchase is way, way out of my pricing comfort zone or affordability.

It’s true. Shopping can be an overwhelming experience for me. And reading about the shopping that is not within my financial reach is even more overwhelming for me. I need to stop reading Who What Wear immediately! Besides, they never have photographs of old ladies!

But let get back to the real meat of this subject. The age at which a woman should stop shopping at Zara.

Have you ever heard of Ed Dilworth?  No. Neither have I.  He is CEO of a company called Insight Rooms.

Here’s Eddie. The mastermind behind Insight Rooms. He looks really insightful.

Insight Rooms claims, on its website, of “Bringing Consumers Into Focus”.

He has very intuitive people working for him.

This is Noah Larsen. He’s the director of UX Strategy and Design. Can I put a “ph” in front of UX? He is a very smart man. He attended two universities but his little bio doesn’t say which ones.  Trump University maybe?

This is Megan O’Conner.  Isn’t she adorbs?  I”m already jealz of her hair. (Hey. I need to sound like I’m under the age of 27!)  She looks to be in her late twenties. Ohhh. She won’t be shopping at Zara anymore!  So cuuuuuuuuuuutttte!!!

Hi! This is me, Catherine. I’m gonna be 62 in less than a month!  Oh shit. My birthday is three weeks away! Ed would never hire me because, in market research, I’m old as dirt. In fact, I AM dirt. I don’t care though. I’ll still shop at stores that aren’t age appropriate for old ladies!

Basically, it is a fancy-ass market research company.

And through research, and surveying social engagement (whatever the hell that means) it was discovered that the age women should stop shopping at Zara is in their late twenties.

This is ageism gone wild. Now we have women just shy of 30 being sent out to pasture like a bunch of cows.

It’s ok girls!  We’ll make lots of cheese and we won’t give it to any of those ageists! Let them eat cake!

What age should a woman stop shopping the brand Zara? What age??  

I gotta be honest, I’m pissed off on so many levels here. First of all, who has the right to tell any women what to put on her body.  It’s bad enough we have spineless male politicians trying to have control over our bodies.  And now we have to be subjected to market research telling us what age to stop shopping certain brands and stores?

I’ll wear what I want to wear. At any time. At any age!

If I wanna wear a shark skin suit. I will. If I wanna wear one of those Happy Hats, I will. 

If I was the CEO of Zara, I would be livid! Livid!! I don’t think Zara’s big guns wants to hear about turning women away from their shop.  And BTW, Zara shops still welcome all women of alages.

Is market research ever done about just who is paying for the purchase of the clothing for the women younger than their early twenties?  It’s the mommy who is most likely in her forties, fifties and, in some cases older.

I am DYING to see a market research done on the amount of money we older women spend. But “NO”, nothing is ever done.

Let’s see market research about the demographic of the women who have the money to spend. It just happens to be the woman in her thirties and over.

And another thing. Zara has great clothing.  And has great clothing for women of our older woman age.

Let’s have a look at Zara’s recent offerings. Shall we ladies? Let us take a look at the clothing that is made specially for women under 27 years of age.  Take my hand.

This year’s version of the off-the-shoulder chambray frock.  It’s adorable but I like last years’ model better.  I think the age of this model is over 25. Uh oh! Someone’s Zara career is about to end.   I would not wear those boots with dress, I would wear either a pair of Rondini sandals or ballet flats to give it a more “mature” look!

This is interesting. I’m an old hag and I would NEVER wear a dress like this. In all honesty, I don’t think a young woman or teen girl would wear this dress.  I think Mr. Dilworth and team need to reassess their market research! It is not flattering to any body type. It looks baggy and ill fitting. It looks like…

…one of my favorite floral tablecloths.  Oh. Maybe I can wrap this around my body and wear it to the office.  

Really?  THIS is a dress that is inclusive for only the under 30 woman? 

Maybe Zara shops are trying to appeal to the Sister Wives crowd. Hey. As long as they are under 30 and not old, wrinkled ladies!

THIS dress really appeals to the youth of the fashion industry. Even the model is looking down at…

..this toile pitcher because it reminds her of the dress she is wearing. I am beginning to be happy that Zara’s offerings are not meant for my raggedy old crepey body!

Here’s an outfit that reminds me of the early 1970’s! Remember the crocheted vests and cardigans and throw blankets? Zara brought ’em back for the younger crowd. I have something to tell you. This look wasn’t great back then and it isn’t great now!

Now here’s a great dress that is appropriate for the woman of any age. I love this dress. I think I want this dress.  Why can’t a woman over 30, 40, 50, 60, 70 wear this? Guess what! She can!

Here’s another cutie of a dress. Unless I had a stellar spray tan on my legs would I wear this bare-legged. I would, however, wear black tights, my black, suede over the knee boots or black pointy booties.  This is a really nice dress. Looks like it travels well and looks very comfy!

Perhaps it may be a bit too short for a woman over a certain age, BUT, with black leggings and ballet flats, any woman could rock this look and rock it well!

The shorts!!!

The shorts!!!!  Remember my post “How to Wear Shorts When You Are Over 40, 50, 60+”? Click to read–you’ll love it! Well, shorts season will be here soon and both these shorts are appropriate for the older, older woman. Just shave your legs. All the way up!

Here is a fabulous coat that is, again, appropriate for women of any age.  My only issue is that the model looks absolutely miserable. Whatever happened to a smile. And whatever happened to standing up straight and not slouching!

Again. This oversized sweater is fantastic. Is it a dress? For a younger woman, yeah!  For the older woman it would great with a cropped just over the ankle legging and ballet flats. Or with skinny jeans!  These models–why can they look just a tad happy?  

So what say you ladies?  What’s your opinion on age-related shopping?  More so, what is your opinion on market research?  I think research like this in the fashion and cosmetics industries is ridiculous.  Women should be able to shop at any store they damned well please.  This “age” business is getting on my last nerve!

Speaking of “industries”, I finished day three of the Revitalift Challenge. Remember? I wrote about it in my last post?  Guess what? It did nothing! Absolutely nothing!

Promises, Promises!  Nothing happened.

My skin was not firmer. It did not look smoother.  In fact, nothing except a face lift or fillers is going to show a visible difference in three days!

This gets an “F”. And not just because the product didn’t deliver within three days, but it’s false advertising. I’ve written about skin care products. And it takes a good 30 days to see a difference.   My recommendations continue to be the old-school Olay lotion, and the lines by Skin Actives and Vivant Skin Care. Both lines offer exceptional products. They aren’t dirt cheap but with a good month of using the products, you will notice a difference.  You just have to find the products that work for you!

I changed my Bitmoji to enhance my age. I added a few lines and I changed the hair do. My hair, both real and fake is getting longer these days!   What do you think?

Well, I think that’s about enough complaining for one evening! Don’t you?

I’ll be 62 in a few weeks, but I still love to think about when I’m 64!  This is not the Beatles version. I guess Sir Paul and Sir Ringo don’t want to give their wares on youtube for free. But this is a great version:

 

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Random and Crafty Thoughts On This Last Winter’s Sunday!

It’s Sunday. The snow is melting. The Sun is shining. And it is still cold AF outside.  Today Bonaparte and I will embark on a three-minute journey up the street to the Oaks Convention Center to attend the Sugarloaf Crafts Fair.

Hopefully, after we leave, we will make our way to J. Crew. Even if I am on a no-buy, I can dream. Can’t I?

Anyway, this morning I was thumbing through the latest issue of “In Style” magazine. I look forward to my subscription expiring because I  relate less and less to this publication. And there was a time when this was practically my bible.  

In the magazine, I came across an ad from L’Oréal. In this ad was a pull-out sample of a product. The product is a two-parter in one step.  Revitalift Triple Power Intensive Skin Revitalizer.

Read the clinical result. In just three days skin will be firmer. In one week wrinkles are visibly reduced. So then, why did I not get a one-week sample rather than three days?

Promises. Promises.  Everyone these days is an expert at false promises!

On one side of the sample card is the serum and on the opposite side of the sample card is the Revitalizing Moisturizer—and it contains 2 % vitamin C.  As if that matters in the broad scope of things.

It’s bad enough to have to open ONE of these things–but two?? Good times.

The ad states 3 DAYS TO VISIBLE RESULTS. On Day 1 it will Replenish Moisture. On Day 2 it will Refirm Elasticity and on Day 3 it will Resurface Texture (But will it resurface my chin hairs back to the top of my head?)

Naturally, I can’t pass up a challenge like this.  I want truth in advertising. Trust me the value system of advertising beauty products is as bad as the politician’s ability to perfect the ability to lie!

I washed my face.  And eagerly, excitedly, aggressively tore open the products.

The moisturizer, which has a slight tint, came out a lot faster than the serum!

The directions read to dispense both pods simultaneously and mix well.  The moisturizer flowed out quickly. It took forever to squeeze the serum out.

Mixed and ready to use.  I still have two days to go.  How can this firm my face and replenish moisture?

Result of Day One’s promise to “Replenish Moisture”?  It didn’t. The skin around my mouth felt taut.  In fact, my entire face felt taut. And dry.

This did nothing for my face. In fact, I had to use moisturizer AFTER I applied this. Look how dry the bottom of my face is. Ugh! I need a lift. A surgical face lift!

A half-hour later I still did not feel the moisture.  I ended up using my Olay and my SkinActives collagen serum.  My face felt better.

This is gonna be a fun, three-day challenge.  I will keep you posted!

I’m so tired of Winter; and Spring arrives tomorrow.  I don’t want to wear boots. But I can’t wear ballet flats or any shoe with even the hint of a heel because I’ll slip and slide and break something.  Instead, I opted for what has to be my most worn shoe of the season.  Loafers.

My OOTD.  The Campbell pant from J. Crew is now too loose but I love these pants.  I’m tired of Winter but Spring’s coming in frigid tomorrow. 

Here’s what I wore today. And at the end of this post I’ll tell you what I wore this week.

I didn’t quite know what to expect when we arrived at the crafts fair.  Some of my stereotypes were spot on.  Like the Medieval theatre play in the back of the huge floor filled with vendors.

I have to say, the admission price of $10 at the door was well-worth it. The crowd was very mellow and it was a nice way to spend a part of our day!

Lots of jewelry. Tons of jewelry, in fact.  But there was nothing that struck my fancy.

There must have been a hundred jewelry vendors. And I didn’t see one pair of plain gold hoops in the bunch! What’s up with that anyway?

The clothing was all very flowing and Stevie Nicks. Basically, is wasn’t my style. But that’s ok. I like to look and it was nice to people watch.

I stopped at an interesting booth. Melanie Moore Hair Designs.  She was selling very nice hair “prongs” and snoods.  I didn’t take a photo but they were incredibly beautiful and pragmatic.  Well, just my luck.  The vendor asked me to model so she could demonstrate how to use one of these. She liked my thick hair.  I explained that I was wearing fake hair over my real hair—and an awkward moment turned into a fun one as I started to laugh and went for it anyway.

She did an outstanding job with my hair and off we went to scope out some treasures.

Here’s a sampling of what we saw and what we ended up purchasing.

Roxie’s Studio.  OMG. Her lamps were gorgeous.  So were her ceramic wares.  That lamp reminded me so much of a set of lamps my parents had in the house. I wanted to buy it, but at almost $300, I passed.

Black Bear Leather. (You HAVE to click on the link!). OMG.  My one regret was that I did not go to this crafts festival by myself.  Bonaparte curbed my spending the way people in cities curb their dogs.  I am so happy that Black Bear Leather has a site and is made not too far from where I live. I’m thinking Christmas gifts for the boys this December. I went on their site and saw leather bags. Be still my heart.  This company has BEAUTIFUL leather goods. I. Am.Coveting!

I lost the card from this guy but his stuff was so quirky and fun. This is some cool shit! I I owned a gallery, I would definitely put his pieces in it!

The amount of cheese I sampled was gluttonous. I’m so ashamed. I must’ve wolfed down 18 Weight Watchers points.  Actually, I’m not ashamed!  Farm Fromage.

Hands down this next vendor, In my opinion, was the best in show.  Holy Cannoli and a plate of macaroni if Bonaparte was not with me, I would have spent hours in her little alcove. I would have spent a small fortune as well.  Purses made from old books!!!!

Look at that, will you?  I just about fell in love. Who doesn’t love an old book? Who doesn’t love a purse?  What a great conversation piece!

Kathleen Scranton, the creator of these fabulous bags.  You need to check out her site: BeezbyScranton.com  Look. The Clue in the Old Stagecoach. The Hidden Staircase. I read those books. OMG. I wish Bonaparte would give me my credit cards back and soon.  Look at the shoulder bags.  These are epic! And Kathleen was really nice too!  She was so welcoming to all who came into her little alcove and trust me, all the women were in book bag heaven!

YES! She made purses out of old books!  I died.  I wish Oprah and I were besties because I would have phoned her and told her that she must add these purses to her “Favorites” list.

I’m so in love with the shoulder bags and Kathleen makes wallets too!!!  I’m dreaming of a library of book purses!

Sadly, my phone’s battery died and I was unable to snap more pics. But my two faves of the day were the Book Purses and Black Bear’s leather.

I did manage to make a couple of wise purchases.  I purchased a small cross-body cell phone purse. It’s perfect for going away. There is a zippered compartment where I can keep money, credit cards and ID. And the front pocket is the perfect size for my cell phone.  At a price of $10, it was too good to pass up!  I also picked up a ring rest. My rings get filthy with bread dough in the crevices then harden and Bonaparte becomes upset. This was the perfect solution. We also picked up a small bottle of good olive oil.

L to R.  The little cell-phone bag. I like the dark neutral because I’m a natural born slob. In the center is the ring rest and to the right, the olive oil. And boy–is it ever good!

A card from the little bag vendor…

…and from the ring rest man!

My inner child could not resist the Randy’s Candies.  I took a trip down memory lane and bought bubble gum cigarettes and wax lips.  After all, I DID get my lip waxed yesterday!

Looks like I CAN wear a red lip after all! And the nails match!

After the crafts fair, we headed over to J. Crew.  I’ve been eyeing the Ruffled Chambray pants that match up with the Ruffled Chambray Regent blazer that I purchased last month.  Too bad they weren’t on sale or I would have made the purchase.  I was not ready (I stand corrected. Bonaparte was not ready) to spend full price.  I hope they go on sale soon.

At $89.50. I did not feel these pants were worth full price. They are nice but not that nice at full price!

Sizing is so convoluted. The pants I wore today are a Size 8 and are falling down past my hips—they are that loose. The pants I tried on in the store in an 8 were a perfect fit.  That’s why it smart to try before you buy!

In a nutshell, it was one of those days where we did a little of this and a little of that and are now relaxing before the work week begins tomorrow.

What I wore this week:

I thought about loafers on Monday but went with the burgundy heels. I wore my favorite plaid pants with a green turtleneck.  Thankfully, I got one day of heels in this horrible weather!

Skip to Wednesday because Tuesday was a snow day and I didn’t get out of my pajamas. That’s just the way I roll!  I went with snow clothes. Hunter boots, which are not comfortable at all!  Blue Marti pants from J. Crew, a navy sweater from J. Crew and wore my Tony of Beverly Topper in a messy bun!

We all know I wore this easy-to-take-off outfit for my doctor’s appointment on Thursday. I need to do a post about cardigan sweaters because, I’m sorry, but they don’t look good on me. They never lay right. For some reason they look sloppy on me. I need to write about that!

BTW, the band aid fell off and my “thing” of AK is healing nicely! It’s in a perfect circle!

St. Patrick’s Day ensemble. My dad’s favorite sweater–I take it out every St. Patrick’s day and I’ve worn it every year since my dad’s passing. His scent is gone from the sweater but I feel his spirit.   Jeans and high boots kept me warm on the freezing cold tundra day!

Yesterday’s outfit was my favorite outfit of the week. I found the jeans at the bottom of a pile in the garage. I was cleaning the garage out! I don’t even know how they got there. I don’t remember buying them. Anyway, they were super-long so I turned them up to a high cuff. I wore my favorite plaid schoolboy blazer, loafers and a green Tippi Sweater. Someone stopped me in Wegmans to compliment me on the outfit.  I was so happy!

So how was your weekend!

Craft fairs always bring to mind Renaissance Faire” type music.  Hey nonny nonny and all that stuff. I give you “Scarborough Fair/Canticle” by Simon and Garfunkel instead. Hey Nonny Nonny!

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Jesus, Mary and Saint Joseph—I’m Glad My Parents are Dead!

Them’s pretty serious words folks, now aren’t they?

My girl Rene from Mob Wives refers to Jesus, Mary and Joseph in a much different way than I do! But–she has a good point!!!!

This is more like the Jesus, Mary and Joseph I was talking about!

I loved my parent’s intensely.  And I take the true meaning of love to heart. Love is important.  Love is never-ending.  Even when those you love pass on, the love you had for them will always linger.

On their wedding day–I’m sure they never knew the impact that they would have on their five children–and the values they passed on!

Then why am I announcing that I’m glad my parents are dead?  I’m gonna tell you why.

We were never too young to learn proper values!  

It’s because of the values my parents taught me and my siblings.  It’s the moral compass they instilled in us. It is the discipline and sense of humility they passed onto us.  It is the compassion and empathy for others that my parents taught us as well.

Do we even remember what a moral compass is?

And if they were alive today to see just how our value system diminished and is failing, my parents would be shocked and horrified.

My mother and father took their position as parents very seriously.  They parented. They were not our friends while we were growing up, they were our guides to life and paved the way for our ethical behavior when we became adults.

They took care of us and “parented”!  And boy, did they parent well!

And I’m angry. I’m angry and disillusioned and disappointed and saddened and confused as to what happened to the value system in our country.

As children, we were taught to “treat others the way you would want others to treat you”.  This was drilled into our minds from a very young age.  “If you want to be treated kindly and with respect, then treat others that same way”. We heard this a lot when growing up.

Yeah! Now that’s a concept. Why can’t we just be NICE to each other? 

Certain words were not allowed in our vocabulary. Among those words were “stupid” and “retarded/retard”.

My parents were adamant about not using those words. They are vicious and maligning and an insult to those who may be challenged.  Those words hit home the most when my sister, Beth Ann, was born. She was those last two words. And to this day, I cannot bring myself to utter those “r” words.  My own three children, now adults, were also raised to never utter those words either. I’ve never heard them call anyone “stupid” nor have I ever heard them say the “r” words.

In fact, when they were kids, there was a series of children’s books entitled “The Stupid’s”. I would not allow those books in my home. I honestly don’ believe in banning books, but I did believe in not allowing certain reading materials to cross my threshold. That series of books and fashion magazines while my daughter was a teen didn’t enter into my home.

Believe me when I tell you that I don’t find many things offensive. But I have always found this series incredibly offensive.

I’m getting off topic. Back to values.

You know that awful thing called “lying”?  Well, that was something my parents did not tolerate one bit. to lie was not a part of our value system. You don’t lie. Not to anyone.  Lies hurt. Lies deceive.  A lair cannot be trusted. Not now. Not ever. Never.  To lie really is a sin.

I’m thinking that the morale of the story of Pinocchio is that lying is now acceptable!

My parents disciplined us in a way where we realized there would be consequences for actions that were not acceptable.  We were punished. And punishment was usually in the form of something taken away. Something that we really wanted to do or have. And it worked! Like a charm.

..attone for your lies?  That’ll be 25 Hail Marys, 30 Our Fathers and help your mother do the laundry! Yes. To Lie was a sin. I guess lies have been downgraded!

We were taught that we were no better than anyone else. In fact, my father who never minced words, would often remind me more so than my siblings (I wonder why?) “You better get off that high horse young lady because when it comes down to it, end the end we are all ashes” And he was correct.

Somebody had to set me straight when I got a bit haughty!

We were taught to give back.  We were taught to help others. We were taught to respect others.

Habitat has always been my favorite way to give back. It is a truly wonderful way to help others and enjoy while you are doing it!

And in the pre “It-takes-a-village” era, my parents believed that it took a community.

We attended Catholic school, not so much due to our faith, but because it was a community of like-minded families.  The majority of us held strong to the same value system.

This was our principal. Sr. Mary Isabel. She never got physical. But all she had to do was give that “look” and you knew you were in deep. But that value system kept us on the straight and narrow and gave us a wicked sense of humor!

The nuns who taught me were, when I look back on it, very liberal-minded compared to some of the stories I hear from others who attended Catholic school at the time I attended. I was very fortunate to have these wonderful women set the foundation for my education.

I distinctly remember one of my teachers, Sr. Mary Jerome, telling a small group of us that we should attend a public high school rather than a Catholic one because as young adults, we needed to learn first-hand about diversity.   She knew that her job was done in forming our child minds and gave us tools to use as high school students.

Sr. Mary Clairvaux, my favorite teacher of all time, and the woman who gave me a thirst for reading and writing, threw out some of the books she was told to use while teaching us. I found this out later on as an adult when I had the pleasure of meeting her after she left the convent. She felt the books were too conservative.  She felt we needed to be educated in a way that shot straight from the heart. It worked.

The sisters taught us to think independently. They also taught us to give back and they taught us humility and humanity. Traits that have been ignored in recent times.

This is me with my Aunt Eleanor. She was an Ursuline Sister–and one of the kindest and sweetest women who ever lived. She also passed great values to us.  

So, when did it become acceptable to lie?

I’ll never forget how I felt when Bill Clinton announced to the world that “I never had relations with that woman”.  Sorry Mr. President. But you did. And guess what?  I could care less about his bouncy-bouncy life—what disgusted me is that he lied.  And from that day on, I never trusted him again.

Yeah, Bill. Ya DID.  That isn’t the issue. The issue is that you LIED about it!

Today we have a president whose lies make Clinton’s look like little fairy tales. Our current President has made an art out of lying.  But when it comes down to it. Both men lied. And is that acceptable?  Many people seem to think it’s ok. I guess lies have crept into normal behavior.

Yup! And the most dangerous liar is a draft dodger who made false promises and lied his way into the white house. His parents never raised him with a sense of decency or values. The only values he was raised with was the value of money. Period!

When did it become ok to deny the poor food for nourishment and when did it become absolutely tolerable to take health care away from people—allowing them the chance for a better life? Oh wait. Abortion is sin, but to take food and health care away from people is pro-life? I think not. I think that is anti-life”.

This is a man who PRETENDS to have values but in real life, he lacks morale fiber as well. He has no values. He wants to take healthcare away from the elderly and the underprivileged. He pretends to be a Christian. He is anti-life. Read this wonderful article in the NY Times:  “And Jesus Said Unto Paul Ryan” This is an excellent piece about values and the lack thereof!

Is it the media that started this downfall of values? After all, the media glorified and normalized the person in the white house while holding the bar high for other candidates.  Is it the new form of child rearing—the one where parents want to be friends with their children rather than life guides? You know—the parents who think that their child is entitled and better than the others.

Where is the value of responsibility and accounting for your own actions? 

  Is it the political correctness that has invaded our country like an army of cockroaches?

Yes. We, the overly sensitive, politically correct at all times can feel what others are feeling at all times…life is tough but you can remain a softy. 

I am struggling to figure out when values and moral compass left our society.

My father made it clear to me and my sisters that if a man ever used physical force or abusive words to leave as soon as possible. He also made it clear to my brothers that if they ever struck a woman/girl or treated her harshly, and he found out about it, there would be hell to pay.

So why then is it ok for an elected president of these United States to debase women and gloat to “grab them by the pussy?” And this kind of remark still managed to get this man elected!

When did it become perfectly fine for politicians to vow to take away health care and food away from people—because that is what’s happening in DC now!!

And no party is getting off easy from me either.

Fact is NONE of the parties can take a joke!  My God, Norman Lear’s “All In the Family” would be banned from TV these days for being politically incorrect–and while the show made us laugh at racism and bigotry, it sent a serious message about  a serious issue. 

The change seemed to take place when the Tea Party invaded the Republican party like an incurable disease.  Overnight the Republicans went from a rather genteel but selfish group to a bunch of loud mouths extolling hatred for any people who were not bankers, large corporate honchos, lobbyists, or insurance companies.  They refer to those in need or any government assistance as being “entitled” when they, themselves, are the truly entitled ones.

THIS is the illness that invaded the old-school GOP and ruined the set of values in politics for all.  Divided we stand.

The Democrats get no mercy from me either.  Once the backbone of the laborers and blue collar workers, they took a stand for the middle class. No more.  The Democratic party ignored their core group the way the fashion and beauty industries ignore older women.  In the Democrat Party’s inclusion of all peoples and groups and their mission for diversity, they excluded the one group who supported them from the get go.

To the EXTREME left–stop whining -and DO something! Grow a set.

And now we have a party of self-righteous, politically correct, do-gooders who lack the balls to stand up to the likes of Mitch McConnell, who has no value system whatsoever.

Mitch’s value system is completely off the charts. He pontificates about being Pro-life when he is only pro-fetus. Once the life is breathing and functioning , he doesn’t want to feed them, educate them or help with health care. Where are your values Mitch????

The Democrat’s silence is tolerance of the  lack of humanity and low moral compass that the Republicans  now stand for.

We need a return to good  and decent values.  We need a return to love rather than hate.  We need a return of people working together for each other rather than against each other.

I realize that I’ve brought politics into this post—but I’m bipartisan.  Both parties messed up.   Both parties fell into the abyss of the extreme.

 And it  seems that tweets are setting the tone for the new behavior of social mores. Yes. Tweets are the new set of values.

What kind of values does this man have? As president, he spends his “morning time” sending tweets rather than thinking about what is best for “we the people”. I do believe he is mistaking his “civil duty” for “physic doody”.   Stop the tweets.  Get a set of values and compassion!

* These guys singing to the tune of Rockin’ Robin*

All the little birdies on Congress Street, love to see the POTUS go “tweet, tweet, tweet”. Go and rob them! Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. Go and Rob them. Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. POTUS gonna go and rob them of their healthcare tonight!!

Where has humility gone?

C.L. Lewis got this value right. He was spot-on when it came to describing humility!

In essence—where have all the values gone?

Another great and valuable quote. Giving–it’s a value.

Where have all the values gone?

Long time passing

Where have all the values gone?

Long time ago.

Where have all the values gone?

Gone to grave yards every one.

When will they ever learn. When will they ever learn?

I can’t help it—but I think had Bobby Kennedy and Dr. King lived, our world as we know it would be different.  We would have a great value system put into place. We would be a compassionate people. We would be a caring people. We would take care of each other. And we would be a great America.

Kennedy and King. I do think that our lives as Americans would have changed for the better had these two men lived.  They did something. They made people think. They taught tolerance and compassion. They gave. And we lack the leadership of people like this that we so need. We need leaders with VALUES!

So, let’s think about it. Let’s think about the values we were raised with. Let’s raise a toast to our parents—whether they passed or whether they are still with us.  Thank them. Hug them. And realize that they guided your life in a wonderful way.

I wish I had thanked you more than I did. I wish I thanked you every day for instilling me with a great value system. Thank you so much!

They guided your life with values that are invaluable.

Peter, Paul, and Mary. Where Have All the Flowers Gone.

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Let’s Get Cheeky, Shall We?

It’s freezing outside. The snow ain’t goin’ anywhere. And I’m thinking of the warm weather.

Spring is in 5 more days. Five. More. Days. And this is what I’m dealing with!

Some people get prepared for the warm weather by going to the gym and working out.

I prepare for the warm weather by going to the doctor. To have my skin checked.  Today was a bit different.

I’ll be covered up like this at the beach to protect my skin.   No I won’t. I’ll use sunscreen and sit under an umbrella!

I had a thing on my leg. It started as a little scaly patch. Very small.  And last week I was in Target looking at stuff I couldn’t buy because Bonaparte took my credit cards away from me.  That didn’t stop me from looking at home goods or underwear.or stuff I wasn’t even interested in purchasing.  So anyway, I noticed a display of earrings on sale.  My clumsiness got the better of me.  I literally bumped into the display. I had my keys in my hand. Just my luck one of the keys dug into the little scaly patch.

Are you following?

The next thing I know, my little scaly patch grew within seconds to a deep red circle and in the middle of the circle there appeared what looked like the largest, pus-filled giant pimple you had ever seen. Only it wasn’t a pimple.

 

I know. It’s gross, but this is a photograph of what my “thing” resembled. Only mine was worse. A lot worse. It was so big, I could have skied down it!

It was now a “thing”. And what really scared me was that this “thing” resembled the squamous cell skin cancer that I had on my forehead seven years ago.  I just about shit a brick!

I couldn’t stop inspecting this “thing”.  Bonaparte was becoming annoyed with me because I kept shoving my thigh into his face—and it was not in a sexy or romantic way either.

This is me. Only I had a huge magnifying glass to inspect my “thing” every hour to see if it hadn’t gotten bigger!

What else could I do but make an appointment with the doctor.  My first appointment was set for this past Tuesday—but the big snow ruined that for me.  The appointment was scheduled for today.

I made sure that I wore clothing that was easily removable. After all, I was wearing fake hair and I’ll be damned if I would wear something I had to pull over my head. I spent fifteen minutes making sure that messy bun of mine was strategically messy.  On the coldest day of the year, I went bare legged! Going to the doctor’s office bare-legged in sub-zero weather always ensures a return trip will be on the horizon due to pneumonia one would catch by wearing as little as possible! I’m sure the doctor will be thrilled to see me return!

Ensemble for a visit to the doctor. Boots that come off easily.  A button-down shirt and cardigan sweater and a short skirt! Very appropriate for 12 degree weather!

And here’s how the visit went.

Tiffany, the P.A. came in to inspect my “thing” and I think I saw her suppress a laugh as I explained how this “thing” grew to enormous proportions within seconds.  I then explained to her that even though this thing could very well be the squamous cell, it was healing. It wasn’t as big as it was last week. And I had a feeling it was Actinic/Acetic Keratosis–or “AK”. (At this point Tiffany looked scared because she realized I was one of those patients–a self-diagnosing hypochondriac. No thanks to WebMD!

I keep a copy of this in my wallet. You never know when someone may need to know these symptoms!

Ultimately, the diagnosis was one that made me happy.  It was Acetic Keratosis.  I’m very familiar with this because I’ve had many of them burned off my body.  Instead of spending money to get rid of wrinkles, I get to spend money ridding my body of sun damage!

The funny thing was that Tiffany was a bit apprehensive about burning this thing off of me. She wanted one of the doctors to do it.  I told her I didn’t care if she had to run into the little kitchen in the office, get a knife and a spoon and cut and spoon the “thing” off my leg!

She wasn’t used to being with cheeky patients like me.  But in the end. She did a fantastic job of burning that Acetic Keratosis from my leg. She mentioned that I might have to come back for a second go-round and I was fine with it.  I think she is now home kneeling at her bed praying that I don’t have to go back.

Funny how the band-aid is almost darker than my pasty, fish-belly, bluish, freckled Irish-American skin.  Now you know why fake tan is so important to me!

And speaking of cheeky, I’m mulling over the idea of getting a new blush.  Actually, I’m mulling over asking Bonaparte to give me cash to buy a new blush.

But do I really need one?

To tell you the truth, I don’t have many blush or cheek colors in my artillery at the moment.  I have a couple of powder blushes that only come out in the extreme heat—like when my skin is glistening from sweat and we are about to go to dinner and I want a little somethin’ somethin’ on my cheeks.

I like a natural flush of color on my cheeks, but this isn’t the way I attain it!

During the rest of the year, I love me a cream blush. And I’ll tell you, it isn’t easy to find one that works on my pale, pasty white freckled skin that is now getting age spots!

But, I’m gonna tell you about four  cheek colors that I love and have been continuing to use on a rotating base. They are my go-to’s.  And I may need to replenish soon.

Let’s have a look. Shall we?

From left to right. e.l.f. Color Stick in “Pink Lemonade” , Stila Converable color in “Sweet Pea” and NYColor Lovatics Cheek and Lip Tint in “Cheeky Pink”.  

At one buck, the e.l.f. color stick is the buy of the century. It’s heavily pigmented and a little goes a long, long way!  The Stila was the priciest at $25.00. But I’ve had this for two years. It’s bright and again, a little goes a long way. The NYColor Cheek and Lip Tint is incredibly pigmented and the liquid dries very fast so you have to work quickly.  This was less than four dollars.  Proof that you do not have to spend a fortune to get a great product!

Left to right. Wearing the e.l.f. color stick. It’s more of a pinkish-coral on my skin.  Middle pic is the Stila Sweet Pea, more subtle. Right pic, the NYColor Cheek Tint. It’s very bright. I purposely went darker so you could see the pigmentation.

I just found out the the e.l.f. color stick has been DISCONTINUED!  If you see it anywhere, buy it. I’m serious. It’ll be the best buck you ever spent! I cannot believe it’s discontinued. Thank God  I bought a backup. Now I’m going to have to go on the hunt for leftovers! Why does this happen to me?

Last of all, the NARS Multiple stick in “Riviera”. I’m a huge fan of this because it can be used as a lippie. And during the summer with a fake tan, it looks nice on the mouth!  This is another pinky-coral color. Goes on more subtle.  At $39.00 it’s a bit pricey but I’ve had this for about two years. It’s worth the money!

Here’s another look at the swatches. Top pic from left to right. Elf, Stila, NYColor.  Bottom pic same order but to the far right is the NARS Riviera–it looks more peachy but it could be the awful lighting!

Rosy cheeks. They’re so healthy looking! What’s your choice in blush???

Because of the snow, I didn’t go to the Weight Watchers meeting tonight. The roads are still pretty bad and in the dark, I would have driven into a snow bank or slid on ice.  Anyway, I did weigh myself when I got home from work and am down another half-pound. I’m thrilled with the loss because I ate like pig this past weekend. And on the snow day—I found comfort in stuffing my face.  It happens. It’s ok.

Down a half pound. I’m thrilled with this!! But I do look forward to the meeting next week!

Because tomorrow is St. Patrick’s Day, I am fondly remembering all the dance-outs I drove Oona and her dance friends to during this time of year. My favorite dances are the hornpipes. They are so lively and rhythmic and I was listening to this CD today by one of the feis musicians, Billy Furlong.  Hornpipes from his CD “Strings for the Sets”. Yes. I still listen to this!

 

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Five-Minute Reviews: One Glowing—And One a “Hair” Short!

The sleet is hitting my  front window. The snow is a glittering blanket of white fluff mixed with shiny bits.  We are one week away from Spring and I am off from work today due to a “snow” day!

This is the blanket I woke up to today–and it wasn’t warm and fuzzy either!

I don’t know who was more relaxed and chill this morning—Chippy, or me, as he snuggled up against my thigh.

Sure. He snacks on my cosmetics and makes an entree out of my beauty sponges–but look at that face. That is the look of love–or he’s the ultimate con-man dog!

And instead of thinking about taking the warm-weather clothing from their storage containers, and envisioning my vacation wardrobe, I’m pondering which fuzzy, warm, toasty sweater, wool trousers and waterproof boots I’ll be wearing as I return to the office tomorrow.

Thoughts of this wardrobe type will have to be put on hold for a while!

My fish-belly skin needs some darkening—but I have a trip to the doctor in three days to check out another “thing” on my skin–which I hope proves to be “no” thing!

My gray roots are coming out of hiding.  But I’ve been cutting down on the dye-time. Simply because with every wash, condition and root job, I lose more hair. I haven’t washed my hair in over a week.  Yes. I am that slob!

And what better way to start this day off than to review a couple of new products I’ve tried!

In looking forward to the warmer weather and for a solution to keep my legs moisturized and fake-tanned, I tried the new “Jergens Natural Glow Wet Skin Moisturizer”.

Now THIS is a glowing product!!

The purchase was made at Target. I spent a whopping $8.99 for 7.5 ounces and I’m sure it is less expensive at Walmart and other discount stores. Fact is, I saw this and really wanted to try it.

I’ve tried the trial size non-tanning Jergens Wet Skin moisturizer and was incredibly pleased. No filmy residue, it really made my skin soft. So, you can just imagine at how happy I was to see Jergens come out with a Natural Glow version. Oh, happy day!

The trial size Jergens Wet Skin Moisturizer was an absolute winner. The e.l.f. product on the right was not. 

I chose the “Fair to Medium”. It leaves a more naturally fake color–perfect for my Irish-American skin tone!

After my relaxing bath, I wrapped a towel around my dripping torso and applied.  I didn’t need a ton of product, maybe about a quarter-sized moisturizer for each leg. There was no weird odor. In fact, 48 hours later, I just bent down to sniff my leg and nothing. That’s a good thing.

Sometimes my impatience gets the best of me. A couple of hours after applying, I was talking to Oona and told her I didn’t see a difference.  Out of the mouths of babes—even if they are millennials. She reminded me that it takes more than two hours to see a gradual tan.

And with the patience of a saint, I waited. And the results!  Great!  The only issue was one mistake that I made a —human error.  I was so hell-bent on getting a quick fix that I applied a bit unevenly and noticed a couple of spots that were missed.

 

My iPhone camera sucks–but you can see from the photo on the left that the color really is good. I messed up with application though. My feet are pale and I missed a few chunks on my legs. The back of my legs was more even.  Next application I’ll take my time!

Lesson learned.  Next time, go a bit slower and more methodically and a great fake tan will be had.

How do I rate thee? A+. The color is great. Not orange. No weird smell. Not too dark. A perfect color to enhance the legs so that I can go bare-legged…even in the snow!  It moisturizes and hydrates the skin and does not leave that greasy film.  You can wear the skinniest of jeans after applying and  still feel comfy.

 

Oh yes I did!  I’m wearing shorts too.  But you can get a better look at my bare legs. I won’t need  hose or tights anymore! I will also come down with a bad cold after this moronic move!

Next up is another product that I found to be quite intriguing.  “Root Cover Up” by L’Oréal.

As you can see, this is a rather small spray can.

If you are a regular reader of this blog, you are well-aware of my issues with my hair. All three strands!  I’ve read from a few sites on hair loss that this product also works well to cover thinning hair spots.  Sounds like a great multi-tasker. Right?

Read on.

The price of this product was $9.99 at Wegmans.  The price runs from $9.99 up to about $11.00 on other sites.  This spray can is 2.0 Oz in weight. It contains no ammonia but I can’t even pronounce the rest of the ingredients.

Decent instruction and ammonia and peroxide free..but…

God only knows what the rest of this stuff is–and how can you NOT inhale it while applying?

I purchased black for obvious reasons—and was actually glad to see that L’Oréal offered a true black. Many other companies will pass the darkest brown off for women with black hair—whether naturally black or dyed.  This was a good thing.

The directions are very clear and the little nozzle ensures that the product will stay where you spray.

Here’s what happened when I sprayed:

As you can see, the top photo shows off the white hairline. Below is the same hairline after spraying. It does work. However….

Ugh. This freaking  iPhone camera. If you look beyond the freckles, you can see the spots where the spray product landed on my skin…

Gross but here’s a better view of the amount of product that I wiped off my face!

First of all, when I sprayed, I felt like I was using one of those products that burn warts off. It felt a bit burning and cold at the same time.  I sprayed the four to six inches away as directed.  It took a lot of product to cover my gray areas.  And on the thinning spots, it really didn’t do the greatest job at all. However, this wasn’t meant to be a product to disguise thinning hair. I’ll give credit where it’s due.

Sadly, it did not cover my big bald spot.

It worked. But it didn’t work!!!!! It’s ok. It’s fine. It isn’t spectacular.

Why?  I’ll tell you. For the cost per application, it’s expensive.  I have very stubborn roots. My hair is coarse and porous and I do need a lot of product to cover the roots.  I used half the can. I kid you not. Half. The. Can.

In addition, it was messy on my face. I had to wash the product off my forehead and my nose retained that same youthful glow as when I was 16.  My nose looked like it was covered with blackheads.

To cover my hair loss, I’ll stick with  Toppik.  Yeah. Toppik is messy but in a different way. I have to clean the sink instead of my face.  And although Toppik costs more money, $24.00 for .42 oz., the cost per use is better. One little shaker bottle of Toppik lasts me about 6 to 8 weeks. And you’ve seen my bald spots!!

For the money,  Toppik is a better product for covering the roots. It DOES cover the gray and it DOES hide the bald spots and less product is used..

Same spots after Toppik.

These days I traipse around less and less wearing only my bio hair. But on those days when I don’t want to wear a topper or wig, I would have to say Toppik is my choice for covering hair loss.

On this snow day, it’s my bio hair with the blend of Toppik and Root Cover.  (I did put a bit of eye make up on because I didn’t want to scare you!) Oh. And I haven’t washed my hair in 9 days. It still looks clean–that’s because it is so coarse and dry!

In all honesty, I don’t think I would use Root Cover-Up on a regular basis. I would, however buy a can to keep with my travel beauty supplies along with my Toppik, because the two products can come in handy while I’m away on vacation and when it’s too hot to wear helper hair.

..and I never travel without my beauty essentials–they are more important than the clothing. I’m at the beach. I only need bathing suits and sundresses!

How would I rate this? It’s hard because it does work but you need a ton of product if your hair is porous and for the price per use, it’s expensive.  For me, this would fall somewhere between a B  and a C+. For others who may not need as much product, it could have a higher rating.

Money is precious. And for those of us who fall way beneath the one percent, it’s important to find products that are a good value for the money.  The key word is value.

I’ll be on the lookout for more products that offer a good value for the money.  Are you with me? What are some products that you are a fan of—and at a budget price? I wanna know!

I’m smiling because I have a snow day. I will not be smiling when I drive to work on the slushy, icy roads tomorrow!

At this point I’ve surrendered to the snow.  In fact, I’m sitting here singing this song to Chippy— “Let it Snow”! My man Dean! I can’t believe I’m posting this song a week before spring!

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