• The Quest

    Much has been made of womens’ lust for shoes. Think Imelda Marcos or Carrie Bradshaw. But it’s not the Manolo Blancos that get me all fired up. It’s bags. Tote bags, shoulder bags, messenger bags, pocketbooks, purses. A bag by any other name would still be — a bag. Art laughs at me. I have

  • MONDAY MORNING REFLECTIONS ON SUNDAY AT THE MALLS

    MONDAY MORNING REFLECTIONS ON SUNDAY AT THE MALLS Well, it’s Monday, and as you might guess, my mood reflects it. Yesterday Art and I hit the malls. It was stupid, of course – a gorgeous, warm, sunny, November day with only six weeks to go till Christmas. What were we thinking? We were browsing around

  • MALLED

    MALLED Yesterday, my sister Michele and I rendezvoused at the Beverly Center in order to buy birthday gifts for our other sister, Sherry, and our mom, who turns 77 today. This does not seem like an unreasonable or Herculean task. Rather, I imagined, it would be a pleasant two-hour diversion. A time for Michele and