Did you know there is a universal language? A language women speak fluently? Although, you’ll find more than one distinguished man who converses in this language with ease. Of course there are a variety of dialects, not to mention a myriad of accents, but it can also be spoken without uttering a single word. Continue Reading
It’s that time of the year when I pull out my fall clothes. Painstakingly one by one, I try on each piece and ask myself the same questions I pose to my clients.
With over 24,000 followers on Instagram, Beth Djalali, the style blogger behind the popular Style at a Certain Age and Susan Kanoff from the fabulous The MidLife Fashionista are joining 1010 Park Place to help us up our fashion game. Whether we work outside the home, workout, meet friends for lunch or our main squeeze for date night, it’s nice to have style input from someone who doesn’t talk in terms of “what to wear in your 40s, etc.” In case you missed Susan’s first post, check it out.
This week I caught up with Beth, but since neither of our phones were cooperating, we texted.
Comfortable clothes are becoming increasingly important as I get older. I love style, but give me comfort too! Here’s a super comfy outfit you can dress up or down and easily transition to fall by adding a jacket. There’s lots of flow and stretch, so you can bend, move and even eat a big meal without feeling constricted.
Start a conversation about bikinis with women around our age, and you’ll find the subject pretty evenly split between those who think bikinis are fine on anyone who wears them, well, and those who believe there’s an expiration date on wearing a bikini. I rarely see anyone else close to my age wearing one.
For the last five or six years, the beginning of swimsuit season reintroduces this dilemma, and I wonder, “Will this be the year I go to a one-piece?”
I’ve never liked my thighs. On a good day they’re like rocky road ice cream, the appropriate mix of hard and soft, but on a bad day, they’re like rising bread dough that’s doubled in size. Unlike necks and foreheads, you can’t inject thighs with Botox to make them look better. Short of lunges and squats and lots of targeted exercise, there’s not a damn thing you can do about marshmallow thighs. The good thing about my thighs is I don’t have cellulite, something I attribute to good genes and that I pretend dairy products are poisonous.
Stop eating cheese and see how much better the back of your thighs look.
The Swiss village of Bubendorf has denied a family Swiss citizenship because they wore sweatpants outside of the house too often. While it seems somewhat harsh to deny one citizenship due to a fashion faux pas, I’m not entirely opposed to the sentiment.
I find sloppy dressing depressing. I know people like to be comfortable and, at times, it’s hard to muster the energy to put on something smart. But even if your life is going to hell in a handbasket, it does not mean you have to dress for it. Continue Reading
Summer totes are a necessity for me. It’s the time of year when I travel a lot. I always seem to have a lot of things to carry whether it’s a road trip or traveling by air.
I love a roomy bag where I can stash everything from sunglasses, iPad, a shawl and snacks.
Here are some fabulous totes for summer!
Yes, the title of this post sounds like an impossible feat, no pun intended. If you are on your feet a lot, whether at work or dancing at a wedding, you should have comfortable shoes.
I’ve had a love/hate relationship with the color pink that goes back a long way. From the time I was little, I thought pink was a sissy color and wouldn’t wear it. I was always attracted to black, but wasn’t allowed to wear that. “Why?” you ask? Since it wasn’t readily apparent to me either, my father explained that only tramps wore black clothes. Even a black jacket was unacceptable, since only hoodlums wore those. Without having to ask, I knew black hosiery and fishnets were verboten. I sneaked those out in my purse, replacing my nude hose with the black ones, and adding a swipe of Yardley’s frosted blue lipstick once I got to school. Of course, I got caught… and grounded.