A Crochet Story.

Did she learn to crochet, those who don't know me may wonder? No, dear ones: the girl who failed Home Economics in the seventh grade (true story) became the same woman who drove home in tears a few years ago after a sewing class. So when it comes to anything having to do with a …

Meanwhile, in Paris…Round-Up #2 (L’Homme at Pont Neuf)

So we know the Parisians exude a disaffected level of coolness that drips all over the cobble-stoned streets as they nonchalantly move past your wide, touristy eyes. Throw in their natural ability to look like images right out of the latest copy of a French fashion magazine. That said, during our trip, the disaffected, fashionable cool was …

she’s back.

Is it safe to say that I'm quite happy to have my hair back? I think so. Since saying farewell to the braids a few days ago, I've re-entered the world of twist outs and Bantu knot outs, as evidenced above. Viva la petite (and growing!) fro.