This blog started because I was writing about hockey. I went to the Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop in 2016 at my alma mater, excited to talk to anyone who would listen about the best game in the world. Instead, women kept asking me what I was wearing. I was wandering around in my normal attire, and . . .
Personal Style Discovery: Death Pants
As a child growing up in 1970s rural America, I watched Hee Haw religiously. (I also watched a lot of Space: 1999, the original Battlestar Galactica, and every Mae West movie I could find, but those reminiscences are for other posts). So, you could say I have had the good fortune to love Dolly . . .
Fit in Action: Gunslinger with a Singer
In the opening scene of The Dressmaker, Kate Winslet rolls into town like an outlaw or sheriff of old—in the best westerns such distinctions aren’t immediately clear. The modern-day stagecoach deposits her in the middle of the night in the middle of a dusty street, where her belongings and weaponry . . .
Coat Love: On the Benefits of Winter When the Weather Turns Warm
I love spring—it’s then my favorite flowers bloom, the ones my grandmother knew how to grow into wild abandon, the shameless grand dames of any garden, the exploding irises and peonies that render other spring flowers wallflowers by comparison. But it still hits a bittersweet note for me, because I . . .
Personal Style: On Being Ruthless
I often leave my house in horrifying yoga pants. I admit it. I have a dog to walk and a crazy schedule, and sometimes fashion strategy means I toss on whatever happens to be lying on the floor next to my bed. But, I can be ruthless. Truly. And ruthlessness in fashion is necessary. There is no . . .