Paris Blues

It’s a lazy Sunday and yes, it’s true; I’d rather be in Paris. I can not help it; I’ve got the Paris blues.Although, right now Paris is a hot, sticky mess. It’s the kind of hot that chased me out of New York. So I’ll settle for where I am: Los Angeles. The sun is…

B(eing) American

As much as I love Paris, I must say I love being American. There is a vintage store in my Los Angeles neighbourhood with all kinds of furnishings and trinkets. Sometimes there will be items for display out on the sidewalk. Usually I am underwhelmed by the pickings but on this day I was intrigued. picture…