Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Staying Cool in Belize

I can feel the mosquitoes biting and the pores of my skin beading with sweat by just looking at these pictures.  I adore jungles but have learned the hard way when it comes to proper attire.  It's all about cotton and linen.  The tiniest percentage of lycra will stick to your skin like a band-aid.
And for town a simple white tank and cotton pants with an overlay is a festive touch.  Hey, you gotta look good when you're drinkin' those margaritas.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Isabella Blow and the Hat

The cover of  "Isabella Blow,  A Life in Fashion" by Lauren Goldstein Crowe, is quite stunning.   The judicious placement of a few black feathers attached to a hat transforms her into a beautiful swan.  Much has been written about her friendship and devotion to Philip Treacy.  She adored his creations and could wear a ship on her head with equal parts aplomb and ease.  To even wear a simple cloche or fedora in my part of the world is to draw attention to myself.  "Love your hat," is a compliment I get whenever I wear one.
I vow to become more daring, though, as I age--to walk the streets like Isabella Blow in full peacock regalia.  "Bring it on," Mimi says.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Butterflies and Stripes

Mimi sent me on a mission to find some floral prints and I failed.  Try as I might, I couldn't find a single piece that wasn't saccharine, chintzy or cheap; however, I didn't come home empty-handed.

"Keep trying," Mimi insists.  "They have to be out there somewhere!"

Thursday, May 26, 2011

A Midwest Melody

In memory of my father

I heard the train through the thicket of trees
and ran along Turkey Creek
to catch a glimpse of the caboose.

I passed a vacant building
and a flock of geese.
I never did find the tracks.
Only a rainbow to carry me home.


Monday, May 23, 2011

Canadian Geese in Kansas

Mimi:   "Is that goose really in a planter?"
Me:  "In front of a shopping mall, no less."
Mimi:  "Cute, but please don't buy any clothes with geese on them."
Me:  "How about penguins?  I saw a penguin skirt that I really really want."
Mimi:  "Noooooo!!!!"

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Mimi Wears Boss Orange

The men in my family have always worn Hugo Boss sport coats and suits.  They are beautifully made and last, well, a lifetime.  This spring I ventured for the first time into the women's side of a Hugo Boss store, and ended up purchasing this color block summer dress.  The black silk addition to the hemline clinched the sale.

The history of Hugo Boss is an interesting one.  He began his clothing company in 1924,  in a small town south of Stuttgart, Germany.  He joined the Nazi party and consequently supplied uniforms to the Germans during World War II.  Evidently, he used both prisoners of war and forced laborers to meet the growing demand.  This came to light when Hugo Boss' name appeared on a list of dormant Swiss bank accounts and the company, since then, has pledged to reimburse the injured parties.

Hugo Boss died in 1948, and of course, the company is now a huge corporation, far removed from its origins.  I bought this dress at the Beverly Center in Los Angeles.  But come to think of it, the "khaki" color does remind me of a uniform--only belonging to the Foreign Legion!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

A Day in Tangier

I got lost in the casbah
And wound my way through
stalls of olives and wooden looms.
"La la shukran" rolled off
my tongue.
I did not need flowers,
spices or leather shoes.
I needed a path back to the sea.
The waves to wash away my fear.


Friday, May 20, 2011

The Monkeys of Gibraltar

Although the Rock of Gibraltar is impressive, it is these tailless Barbary Macaques that we talk about the most.  These little imps are the only free-living primates in Europe and seemed to revel in the attention.  They are fearless, mischievous and at times, downright mean, throwing rocks at our car and stealing a pack of gum off our dashboard.

In town (away from the monkeys) we had very British beef and onion pie and a Barbary beer.  Bought a white linen blouse at the Marks and Spencer store.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Tarifa, Spain

How could we not go there?  Tarifa is the southern most point in continental Europe.  The Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean Sea collide and Africa can be seen only 14 kilometers away.  It is one of those geographic must-do destinations like crossing the Arctic Circle or swimming in the Dead Sea.

We rented an apartment here for a week, and while my traveling companions windsurfed, I shopped.  (Of course!)  Found this silk jacket among all the beachwear shops.  Love, love, love.