Zoe Brown is going into 8th grade this year. Like so many other teens and tweens who are ready to make their own fashion choices she knows finding the perfect first day of school outfit can be dauntin...
My daughter called it my *broccoli* hair. Ouch.
Sadly, she was not wrong.
A recent graduate of Fashion Academy in the late 80's (yes, I've been around for many, many years) I knew my new 'do was the...
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April is arriving in style. I think you'll agree that no matter what the temperature, Easter signals the *official* start to spring.
There's still a chill in the air here in Canada. It won't be time ...
I'd like to know.
What do you have in your life today that you know without question is right for you?
I found my career groove by the time I was ten years old. Mom and I would spend time together a...
This week we celebrate Spring Equinox. In my neck of the woods it will still be a while before the trees and tulips blossom. However, the days are getting longer, the weather warmer and that makes me ...
Happy International Women's Day.
Who are the women in your life? Are they mothers or daughters? Sisters or friends. What about them inspires you?
Who else do you look up to?
The woman whose product...
Recently, I told you I'm leaning into writing more because I want to become a better version of who I already am. In that post I shared my message that your dreams don't have deadlines and that no dre...
Who do you want to be as a woman?
That's the question I've been asking myself every day for the last six months or so months. At first I was in denial that this pandemic would last for such a long ti...
Style is part of self-care. Especially now as we've entered the long-haul part of the pandemic it's time to put ĂĽber - effort into getting properly dressed again. I'm not saying we need to be *dressed...
"I don't need roses from a Valentine if I can sip rosé with my Galentines"
We're approaching Galentine's Day. I'm not making that up. It's a real fake holiday. It found its roots on Parks ...
Scottie said he fell in love with me partly because during our first lunch together my jacket collar was turned up the whole time and I didn’t even know it.
That imperfection cinched it.
I had been ...
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