I just took my first bellydancing class. Actually, let me re-write that statement. It needs exclamation points to properly exude my current emotional state. I just took my first bellydancing class!! Two exclamations for good luck and emphasis (I like my things in even numbers). It was perhaps one ... Read More
#FattieNotAFoodie: The Avocado Booty Call
"I'm a fattie, not a foodie." . . . I love food, so much so I secretly wish I was one of those sophisticated foodies who pick at their caviar and cheeses with the air of a seasoned—no pun intended—connoisseur. I see, I smell, and devour; apparently I have a Napoleon complex when it comes to ... Read More
Objects of Affection
Filofax, for obvious reasons. Kind bars. Bobbi Brown Navajo 15 eyeshadow. Right in the inner corners. MAC Creamola lip liner. YSL Rouge Pur Couture Rose Bergamasque lipstick. Green tea. Baby spinach salads with avocado + walnuts, tossed with sesame ginger dressing. Michael Kors handbag, from ... Read More