My holiday table is always a last minute scramble. A mad search to find all of my stuff. Hidden somewhere (by me) in the back of a closet or a bin in the basement.
My holiday table is always a last minute scramble. A mad search to find all of my stuff. Hidden somewhere (by me) in the back of a closet or a bin in the basement.
I love the idea of a special Christmas Cocktail. Roaring fire, sparkly dress, something other than wine in my hand. Even during …
While tying up some Thanksgiving loose ends, I quickly ran into Target and ended up in a holiday detour. The Christmas stuff …
The 1948 master bathroom in our house has, for the most part, remained untouched.
I was in Palm Springs for Modernism Week last week. A fiesta of midcentury modern architecture, furniture, interior design and parties. It …
