Just don’t ask me to bring hors d’oeuvres

You're having a pot luck? Great. What can I bring? Dessert? Salad? Veg? NOOOOO! Not an hors d'oeuvre! That's the one thing I hate to do most in the world—right up there with washing the inside of my kitchen cupboards. Even worse, because it requires planning, specialty shopping, fiddling and figuring out how to keep everything fresh/crisp/moist/whatever. And my creations are never as fresh/crisp/moist or as visually appealing as what everyone else in the world can do so much better. It's like the time my coworker tore apart and rewrapped…

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Hair today; gone tomorrow

The other day I read an interesting blog posting on a beauty and lifestyle site for mature women. It outlined different strategies for coping with thinning hair as we age. Many women our age have the added challenge of hair regrowth following chemotherapy when new hair is often quite different from its pre-chemo state. Our once glorious manes are no more and we're constantly on the lookout for ways to enhance thickness, texture, shine and body. Rogaine is one option for thinning hair, although it's expensive and with limited effectiveness…

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The Hudson’s Bay Company welcomes new CEO and this shopper couldn’t be happier

Canada's venerable 350-year-old Hudson's Bay Company (for non-Canadian readers it's comparable to Macy's in the U.S.) is getting a new C.E.O. Her name is Helena Foulkes and she comes from CVS, a health-care company with about 9,700 pharmacies in the United States. Since January 2014, Foulkes was the company's executive vice-president and president of subsidiary CVS Pharmacy. As a shopper, loyal Canadian and feminist I'm thrilled with the news and thought I'd take the initiative on behalf of all baby boomer women and make her feel welcome: Dear Helena: Welcome…

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There’s work and then there’s ironing

Princess Diana once confessed that she enjoyed ironing. I totally get it. Like Di, I find the job of ironing to be somewhat zen-like, calming and relaxing. Ever since I started setting my ironing board up in front of the television to watch The Mary Tyler Moore Show in the seventies, I can honestly say I do not regard it as a chore. But my instruments and environment have to be exactly to my specifications, much like professional chess players, athletes and Glenn Gould. When the world's fastest typist, the…

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All The Money In The World . . . doesn’t buy happiness

If you're a boomer like me, you probably remember the sensational newspaper coverage of a brutal kidnapping in the early seventies. Paul Getty, the sixteen-year-old grandson of the world's richest man J. Paul Getty, was snatched off the street in Rome and held for ransom of $17 million. The drama played out for several months. Getty Sr. refused to pay the ransom while the Calabrian organized crime ring who kidnapped him grew increasingly desperate. I clearly remember the universal shock and horror when we read that the kidnappers amputated Getty…

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Living my dreams through Vanity Fair’s Tina Brown

What could be more enthralling than reading someone's diary, especially someone who regularly rubs shoulders with the rich and famous? It feels forbidden, furtive, even a bit titillating. We're discovering that person's innermost thoughts, opinions and impressions in the context of their daily life. And when that life is one lived in the rarefied circles of Tina Brown, editor of Vanity Fair magazine from 1984 to 1992, it's delicious beyond words. Which explains why I binge-read her book Vanity Fair Diaries in three or four-hour bursts until my eyes wouldn't…

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