I recently stumbled onto a collection of photographs of my Papaw's. My parents hadn't yet cleaned out the two rooms he clamed while living with them, and 5 years after his passing seemed like enough time to let those two rooms sit unused, so the cleaning out process began. In his den, tucked into ...
The Lucky Hat
In 2004, I attended my first Kentucky Derby. I was 20 years old at the time, and my grandma, being the clothing-obsessed gal that she was, decided that I just couldn't walk into Churchill Downs on that super special day without a proper topper. We drove to Louisville one weekend and hit up all of ...
Doris Salcedo at the MCA
Almost every trip to Chicago- or any other city for that matter- I make an effort to take in something I can't get at home. Whether it's as simple as Chicago deep dish (now a tradition) or a production on Broadway, a visit to the Grand Canyon, or simply a sit-and-look of the Eiffel Tower (still on ...
Easter, 2015
The Easter holiday always passes by too quickly. I love the welcome of Spring, the promise of a sweet, glazed ham, flowers on the patio. This year, we were joined by my parents and our Mississippi family (a couple who moved here a couple years ago from the south and have become very best friends), ...
Brunch at Gralehaus
For several weeks, I've been drooling over Gralehaus's Instagram photos of their meal items. Sure, I've stopped in time and again for coffee with clients or cookie crepes and beer with girlfriends, but I'd never actually sat down for full-fledged food until a couple Sundays ago.
The Bryan and ...
Eating Chicago
You may recall that our last trip to Chicago, in February, birthed in me a desire to branch out and try new restaurants and bars. We stepped away from our usual spots and tried Pierrot Gourmet, Sienna Tavern, Wildberry Cafe, and The Berkshire Room.
This trip, though longer, still doesn't seem ...
Mirror, Mirror, Pt 4
Some things happen easier than we expect them to. We don't know why, and we don't question it for fear of the universe's karmic retribution. Thursday night, as the man and I were eating a Giordano's pizza we brought home with us in February (not quite as good as the real, fresh thing, but still the ...
Mirror, Mirror, Pt 3
Wednesday morning, my banister was removed. It was not a pretty process. My handyman, John, and I sat and stared for a bit at the giant oak banisters, and the four-inch-thick spindles that were built right into the staircase. After a few moments that seemed like a lifetime, we shrugged, wished ...
The Houseiversary
It was a year ago today that this home became ours. 365 days since we downsized, became suburban, and began making a small, somewhat vanilla townhome our own.
Usually, on the first Houseiversary, as I've dubbed it, my clients receive a sweet note in the mail, containing sentiments about one's ...
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