My best balcony person played matchmaker for this Table Talk conversation with international supermodel Christa Rude Vazeos. Few of us would understand what it takes for an American girl to move to Paris at 16 and, over 30 years of modeling on every continent except Antarctica, be found by…
One of the first gift’s our darling DIL (daughter in love) gave J. was a piñata for his birthday. This is the girl who brought from her family to ours the tradition of hats and party bead necklaces to punctuate a celebration, so no surprise when she shared this text from…
I’ve just spent the past several months in a wormhole of dizzying deadlines. Call it serendipitous, or by the hand and divine interests of the Creative Director of our lives, pages of story are tacked to all the walls of that underground place. There is the very high word count…
An older gentleman friend once came to dinner. It’s always fun to have someone tell you they’re comfortable in your home, so I’ve not forgotten his musing about the masculine touches he said were grounding to him. I do love eclectic style and neutrals, and I’m sensitive usually to whether…
This is a story I’ve wanted to share for months. I’m motivated because there are loose threads of it everywhere I look. My mother continues to gift pieces of favorite collections. J.’s dad gave Alex an archival album filled to overflowing with collected clippings from every golf tournament he ever…
I’m thinking about a T-shirt we bought our (then) senior art director years ago. “Spellers untie” ran unceremoniously across the back. He couldn’t spell to save his life. Actually, I’m thinking about the word picture of that knot, how twisty I am and how paradoxical our lives can be. I…