When my husband turned 65 last week, we celebrated with a West Coast cruise. (Yes, I robbed the cradle—he robbed the grave. We call it even.)

It was everything I needed and nothing I expected. I t...

Every woman I know has stood in front of her closet and sighed: I have nothing to wear. And yet, the hangers are crowded.

The truth is, most of us are hanging onto clothes that don't fit our bodies, ...

Brown isn’t usually the headliner on the *it* list of fashion colours. It’s often been dismissed as basic, boring, or too tricky to wear—especially for those who don’t have warm undertones in their...

If shopping doesn’t make you happy, then you’re in the wrong shop.
~Mimosa Rose

Shopping is about so much more than what we carry out of the store, it’s about how we carry ourselves when we wear it...

That’s what I find myself whispering when I see pumpkin spice lattes and Halloween displays popping up already. Not yet. Finally, after a summer that was more raincoat than sundress, the sun has shown...

Forget chasing youth, let's make sure your style says ageless. 

Ironically, we spent the first part of our lives trying to look older.
Now, we’re spending the rest trying not to.

But it’s not really ...

This morning, I stood in front of the mirror - barefaced, barefoot, seventy. I paused. Not to critique. Not to smooth or fix or second-guess. Just to witness.

And what I saw looking back at me wasn’t...

Let’s talk about something many of us are navigating: the gray. Whether it arrived quietly at your temples or made a full dramatic entrance, going gray is more than a change in hair color — it’s a shi...

My suitcase is open on the bed, and I’m already overwhelmed. I have a trip coming up, and I’ve been thinking about what to pack for far too long.

Not because I’m trying to look fabulous (although tha...

I blinked - and just like that it's June.

My garden is growing, the sun is warm, and the sounds of summer are calling. Here in Canada, that means we have just a few precious months to truly savour th...

Time and time again, I've heard women whisper it like a confession: "I think I might be a shop-o-holic."

They say it with guilt. With shame. Sometimes with a nervous laugh to cover up how deep the re...

Lately, I've been feeling a little ... paralyzed.

Not in the dramatic sense - just quietly stuck. Caught in the swirl of too many thoughts, too many tabs open (in both my brain and my browser), and n...