It’s almost a throw-away line spoken in passing by the fictional Amari Mari, Miranda Priestly’s stunningly chic assistant, played flawlessly by Simone Ashley, in the recently released film « The Devil Wear Prada 2. » Twenty years after the original version’s film debut featuring Meryl Streep, Ann Hathaway, Stanley Tucci
My first trip to Paris was nothing short of life-altering. From day one, I fell hopelessly in love with the architecture, the fountains, the gardens, the food, the fashion, and above all, the shoes! It’s funny how you remember the smallest details about significant experiences. I recall that I packed
If my mother were with us today, she would be 104 years old. Margaret Lane Lawhon was born in 1921 in Brazil, Tennessee. Mom passed away ten years ago this fall at her home in Shreveport, Louisiana. My siblings and I were not with her when she died, nor was
If you’re a Baby Boomer or a young lover of the 20th century American songbook, chances are you’ll remember the Nat King Cole standard, “Ramblin’ Rose.” It’s a song listed among the late singer’s hits from the 1950s and ‘60s. The lyrics refer to a type of beautiful, elusive blossom
As a person who loves words and has dedicated many years to verbal expressions of all kinds, this may be a first: a personal declaration that sometimes one single sentence can be enough for a lifetime. While growing up the men in my life included my father, two grandfathers and my brother– each of them “men of few words.” Though their conversations with me were not lengthy and sometimes infrequent, they were powerful in their simplicity and certainly lasting in impact.
Where the Name Comes From Long before I ever had the gloriously life-altering experience of first setting foot on French soil, I fell in love with the Charles Dickens novel, A Tale of Two Cities. Written in installments for a London periodical it weaves a harrowing story of love, desperation,
Finding My “Safe Place” — And a Life Lesson from The Horsewoman The gentle rhythm of hooves ambling through the barn; the whickers of “horse talk”: greeting, recognizing, staking claim; the fragrance of hay and fresh wood shavings in stalls – sensory images and impressions that take me to my
Every Sunday when The New York Times arrives on our doorstep, the first section I look for is the “Book Review.” Always thought-provoking, often both esoteric and broad in scope, the “Book Review” never fails to pique my interest with a new author, a fresh publication, or an old classic