Trick Or Treat…
What’s better than a bucket full of grade A Halloween candy?
Not much makes sense these days. One conundrum is who takes a pocketbook to a protest or marches in heels?!
My daughter and I love to power shop. We have gracefully turned this mother/daughter bonding experience into an art form.
Short bitch since I am on a 7am flight to New York. I am now in a back brace or as I prefer to call it, a proactive Spanx.
My daughter has mastered the art of retail therapy. The other day she introduced me to a legitimate Made In America, high quality product. You need to know about Shinola.
My daughter is my filter. I am still loopy from my new meds. That’s my excuse for not taking responsibility for saying dumb stuff.