Encore: If I Can’t Dance…
Pic borrowed from Penny Dreadful Vintage here. Repost from April, 2011. If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution. —Emma GoldmanThough according to scholars, this…
Pic borrowed from Penny Dreadful Vintage here. Repost from April, 2011. If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution. —Emma GoldmanThough according to scholars, this…
Quelques Parisiennes in their natural habitat. Note the (mostly) sensible shoes. It was rather serendipitous, Duchesse’s post yesterday at Passage Des Perles. (When A French…
Putting on arias. It’s still a vivid memory. It was second grade and we were lined up outside the auditorium waiting to go inside for…
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds… Â –Ralph Waldo Emerson There are two women sharing space in my closet. Both are actually me,…
I’ve read some eulogies of Helen Gurley Brown in the last few days that would lead you to believe she was a mid-century Marianne, leading…
I just adore an Old School riding habit, don’t you? In the past few years I’ve come to realize that even more than those bursts…
(Originally posted December 2011.) Personal style has often felt to une femme like more of a balancing act than anything. We have to find and…
Another soapbox rant from les archives d’une femme. Apologies if this rambles and is a bit of a rant. It’s a topic that’s close to…
Between now and mid-August, I’m giving myself a bit of a break on the blogging schedule. I’ll still be writing new posts a couple of…

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