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The e-book and Poetry, NOT. Beware name dropping.

I was lucky enough to slip in unnoticed two summers ago to an elite and rather expensive Summer Workshop in Southampton. Okay, so I wasn’t unnoticed. I came with vodka.
And this was the thing, I have never been one of those crazed band groupies, or even someone who thinks about celebrities more than, wow, they work hard for that money, look at all the privacy they give up. Passing a well known actress on the street, I may spend more time admiring her shoes than her wrinkle-free face, and if I ever see them dining, I want to be

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Sandal of silver strings and knots

Happy Thanksgiving.
Yes, even today I have to stick to my 30 days of shoes blog promise. This sandal, a complicated silver strap, tie, knot, twist and wrap espadrille is another shoe that was practically stolen at an 80% off sale. So when I only break her out once a year, I don’t feel guilty.
Symbolically, it’s a good shoe for today when families and friends come together, each bringing their own knots and ties, a complicated mess that when wrapped up correctly binds forever, or even when …

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Some people write novels in November. I blog shoes. And life.

I bought these shoes so long ago, in a place I used to live, thinking that A. they were a good deal and that B. I would actually wear them.
Yes. I know. I am neither an elderly Grandpa in Miami nor a Chinese factory worker. so, what was I thinking? idk
Today, I am equally confused. Have you ever wanted someone to just TELL you what to do?
I am the TELLER in my house.
Wear this. Eat his. Do that. And then do that. Look, do it like this. Here, let me show you. Wait. We aren’t watching …

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Learning from the pros.

Last night, my pal Liz and I went to hear Joshilyn Jackson speak at The Margaret Mitchell House in lovely downtown Atlanta. We arrived early- in the hot car- so we could enjoy drinks and dinner at The Vortex. Liz wanted to order the Big Naked Weenie, but settled for a veggie melt. Walking in the guy at the bar tells us pointing to the TV- “Oh man, you just missed it! The longest EVER car chase in LA.”
yeah, darn.
Double darn that the MM house wasn’t open for tours. I have almost read ALL the letters Margaret’s …

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shoe sale: 2 for 1

There are times in a mother’s life when she gets all misty eyed. the first steps, the first tooth, the first kiss, the first date/prom/dance.
This weekend I had one of those moments:
The first mother-daughter matching shoe purchase.
God help me. She’s only nine.

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