A couple of weeks ago, Megan and I popped over to Rappahannock for some crazy good squid, fish, and gelato then stood in line for a bit for Quirk's pink-themed one-year rooftop party (both in varying shades of neutrals and black). But not before I'd stood in my closet for 30 minutes while ... View Post
Depositions for dummies.
At the end of April this year, I made a final trek out to the boondocks to visit the lawyer's office—which was coincidentally in the office park adjacent to the one where I went to get my junk zapped with laser hair removal. Go figure. I've never driven to that part of Richmond, like ever, and all ... View Post
My brand new third hand.
[I broke a cardinal, and I like it. Alexander Wang Brenda Camera Bag, Shopbop.] Anyone who spends any extended period of time with me knows I'm firmly anti-purse. I mean, don't get me wrong, they're beautiful and I wish I could afford a zillion of them—mostly I'm hung up on old dogs like that ... View Post
Going the distance.
A few aspects of my (new) life have been naturally causing me to reexamine who I am, who I think I am, and who other people must think I am. Between hearing I'm quiet (I am?) and shy (wait, what?) I'm also learning that I'm not "crazy"—a positive, I suppose, until you really start dissecting it. ... View Post
Summer staples.
[Weems, VA post office.] We could be anywhere in America right now: Nebraska, Kansas, New Jersey, Georgia, here. The windows on the clapboard houses were molten in the sunset and cottontail rabbits skittered across driveways and trawlers loped through channels, creating a perfect scene to take in ... View Post




