TELL me you did not want to know what Katie was wearing at her Roman, albeit Scientologisitic wedding?

What a smack in the face to the Vatican? Also, where’d she get that dress? I heard it was Armani…but it looks a little Marshalls-y to me..Tell me it doesn’t. LOL.

I was going to write about how disappointing it is for a woman who is my age, who has to deal with hair color all the time, and how onerous it is to get your hair to look combed, after you’ve been to the salon…but now I feel stupid.

’cause everyone is staring at Katie. But I’ll just say this, I’ve found the perfect hair cocktail: Pantene shampoo, followed by John Frieda MAXIMUM strength conditioner, followed by olive oil and eggs and peanut butter.

I mention this because lately, I’ve been looking like this:

Good luck Tom and Kate.

Images: Vogue

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Now I Can Look Like Katie Holmes.

• Spotless refrigerator
• Unexpected thank you or apology
• A perfectly timed, hassle-free commute
• That glint in your dog’s eye when he comes running toward you
• Midnight snacks
• Hubby helping around the house without asking “Can I help?”
• A glorious fall morning
• Photo of yourself in which you look fabulous and younger than you are
• A Sunday morning with nothing going on but Vogue and an Audrey Hepburn movie
• Flowers from a loved one for no special reason

I could keep going, but I think I’ll end with: perfectly organized, up-to-date closet.

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List of Great Little Surprises.

Every year, as soon as I start to see Halloween decorations, I begin to examine the past year in terms of my goals, my accomplishments and my disappointments.

I know we still have several months to go before year-end, but I can’t help reflecting — maybe it’s the shift in temperature? (And when did those goofy blow up balloons become so popular?)

I discovered recently, that my saved e-mails also offers an opportunity for me to reflect:

• The shameless self-promotion note to the editor of Vogue (Thanks for nothing Ms. Wintour.)
• Ideas that never came to fruition.
• The horrible missives between my colleague and myself.
• The notes that should have never been sent, after a fine bottle of Pino Noir.
• The one-word notes?! Thanks, sorry, whatever.

But thankfully, my past year in e-mail also shows the history of some of my successes: A feature piece in More Magazine, a prestigious stationery award, and a very distinctive debut at an industry trade show and most recently learning how to sort of blog.

And there are 3 (well, 2.5) more months to go…isn’t that something wonderful to to relfect upon?

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Trick or Treat. The Year In E-Mail.

The Fall Issue of Vogue has arrived! Or your mail person is possibly very lazy.

With Kirsten Dunst posing Marie Antoinette on the cover, this thing must weigh five pounds and I can’t wait to dig in…aren’t you tired of summer clothing? I am!

I never feel quite put together…and I ask you, who among you has mastered the light t-shirt or sheer blouse…undergarment fiasco? Noone, I can assure you. And…be honest, aren’t you sick to death of the obsessive pedicure up-keep?

It’s now time for ladylike suits, handsome tights, gorgeous shoes, luscious leather boots, terrific menswear inspired shirts…an oh…all of the burgundy, eggplant and navy colors. (And Madonna’s track suits? I think not).

Ironically, I’ll be savouring my issue during my upcoming vacation at the beach.

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Bigger Than A Briefcase.

The first one, “you’re only limited…” infers that you have no imagination…and is usually uttered by some Food Network cook who is showing you how to make meatloaf out of cereal.

How’s this? I’m imagining, right now, that I’m a rich socialite, married to Leonardo DiCaprio.

The second, …”tougher skin…” really gets to me…mostly because I don’t have it; and I don’t know what it means to go out and get tougher skin. This phrase, to me, sort of means…”you’re a coward”. (I always think of snake.)

Recently, a Pet Set client complained that one of our products was not selling, could she return them and get credit. I agreed and reduced the price of her next order.

That decision was viewed by some as “thin skinned” or soft. I just thought it was the fair thing to do. Apparently, the “thick skinned” thing to do was to tell the client…”you bought it, you own it…” or something snarkey like that.

Don’t get me wrong, I can be stubborn, irritable…even, nasty–but I imagine that I will never be able to thicken up my skin…and maybe that means I will not succeed. Maybe failure will toughen me up.

Image: CondeNaste Art.

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Hard To Imagine.

I saw these women as glamourous and couldn’t wait to be a grown-up. It was not because they were tall, or wore make-up or had a few age spots–which they referred to a “beauty marks”–it was because of how they dressed.

They were a generation who wouldn’t dream of visiting someone else’s home in jeans or sweat pants. The most casual attire was the occasional capris or “slacks” and ballet slippers.

No, they wore silk scarves, charm bracelets, Jackie-O inspired shift dresses and high, high heels. The accessory that I admired most was their purses, or rather their “pocketbooks”.

When they reached into these big leather bags to retreive a cigarette case and “gold” lighter, the sounds of jingling and rustling of coins, sunglasses and other treasures were hypnotic to me. The identities of those women were the contents of their bags.

Recently, at a relatively upscale restaurant, I saw a woman with 3 pre-teen girls walk in. The mother was wearing knee length sweats from the Gap and a head band. The girls were dressed like Lindsay Lohan.

I used to love the idea of The Gap, but lately when I shop there, I feel “icky”…seeing a 40-something mother dress like a 10-year old seems unsettling to me.

I’m not saying that we shouldn’t dress comfortably–there are many lovely choices out there–but as much as we want our teenaged girls to dress “age appropriately”, so then should we.

Finding your own style, at whatever age, is prime time.
Photo: Richard Rutledge/Vogue

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Dressing Your Age.

Large department stores, such as Bloomingdales, Sak’s Fifth Avenue and the like…have either cut out or grossly diminished their petite clothing lines. (This tells us that either it’s true we’ve become a nation of obese people, or petite sized women simply don’t matter to designers). I think the latter.

Oh…the horrah!

No disrespect to “normal-sized” folks…but as a 5′2″–small-framed woman…trying to find clothing that fits properly, while not looking like a school district administrator, has been one of the pre-occupations of my working life…that and, of course, shoes. Believe me, skulking around in the boys department is not my idea of a lovely shopping experience.

This news, about such an obvious department store transgression, has caused hysterical anxiety among petite customers of these stores–I don’t understand why there has not been a very loud “A Ha” moment among young and upcoming designers?

Since not everyone is a 6′, burger deprived Gisele-type or Hollywood starlet, I am begging designers to make us some clothes — for work and play…that actually celebrate our form and make us look as if we too could work for Vogue!

I’m sure if we asked nicely, Anna Wintour could make this happen!

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Calling All Petite Clothing Designers!

It made me ask this question to my self, “if I could trade jobs with anyone, for one day, who would it be?” I would trade places with Anna Wintour , Editor-in-Chief of Vogue Magazine.

I don’t think I really have to say much about why, it’s just so obvious…she’s powerful, beautiful and oh-so-glamourous…the clothes, the shoes, the hair…oh my!

I thought I would give you a topic something light and airy, more spring-like, as my last couple of posts were a little long and arduous.

So, tell me your dream job…and it can’t be a movie star. LOL (It can if it is Audrey Hepburn).

Speaking of clothes and must-have stuff, if you find yourself shopping on the web, please do visit some fabulous sites:

Tops2Bottoms

DailyCandy

eBeautyDaily

Have a fantabulous weekend!

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Whose Job Would You Want For A Day?