
Brenda’s Blog
Can you believe it’s March already? Last week I thought the planets had fallen out of alignment, and now I’m wondering if time is stuck in “fast forward” mode. It seems like yesterday I moved into my house and adopted Annie from the animal shelter, but last month she had her eighth birthday. That’s crazy!
Booker’s toupee was an exaggerated version of Frankie Avalon’s pompadour in the 60’s film, Beach Blanket Bingo. It was an
The other day I had lunch with a dear friend I’ve known since college. He and my first husband and
I know an extraordinary amount of things most people would find trivial, boring or shocking. For instance, I can discuss
This week we’re adding more great writers to 1010ParkPlace, and one of them is my old friend, Nick Dawes, Vice
There’s something about the age and the history of antiques that excites me more than most brand-new pieces. One of
How do I begin to describe the best things about my recent trip to France? Let’s start with my newfound
This has been the best week! In Paris only one day, and I bought a camel coloured tweed jacket and
Hello From Paris! I’ve been here a little over 24 hours, and I’m not sure I know what day it
With Mother’s Day, graduation, summer weddings and Father’s Day just around the corner, Jessica King’s beautiful watercolor portraits make great
Kim Alexis was discovered in a place our mothers might have called a charm school. When a visiting modeling scout
I’m excited! Wednesday, April 13th, 1010ParkPlace is taking a giant leap forward. While we’re still focused on women over 45,
When I first met my friend, Louise, she was almost 80 and referred to all of her female friends as
You’ve heard of statement necklaces? I lived in a house with a statement bedroom that was way ahead of its
The last six months have been stressful: In addition to my monthly trips to New York, I found myself unable
Daily I receive dozens of notices that women are repinning the same photo from 1010ParkPlace’s Pinterest page, “We’re Grownup… Not
Today I saw an elderly woman, sitting in a restaurant, who reminded me of my mother. A one-dimensional woman. A
Many of us who grew up during the early women’s movement were told we could have it all. The reality
Sam and Molly have turned into velcro puppies. If I leave the room, they come with me. With two moves