Category: Story

December 15, 2015 / Vickie Lester

Olivia de Havilland in Christmas red

December 12, 2015 / Vickie Lester

How the stars shine…Norma Shearer, photographed by George Hurrell

December 12, 2015 / Vickie Lester

Isn’t Cary Grant angelic? Decorating the Christmas tree for the bishop’s wife…

December 12, 2015 / Vickie Lester

How the stars shine…Barbara Stanwyck, photographed by George Hurrell

December 6, 2015 / Vickie Lester

I. Magnin, Yves Saint Laurent, and the art of growing up my mother’s daughter

I cleaned out my closets when I got home from Boston, and I found some treasured items there — treasured because of the memories they stirred — but I still packed them all up and gave them away. Among the treasures were a pair of taxi-cab yellow and black checked…

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December 5, 2015 / Vickie Lester

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, Elizabeth Taylor

The fifties, when a certain young miss turned into queen bee – and deservedly so…

December 5, 2015 / Vickie Lester

Elizabeth Taylor and Me, by Lanier Smith

Over my lifetime I leaned many things from Elizabeth Taylor. I learned how to face life straight on and survive the hard times. I learned that it was a blessing to be different. I learned that kindness and honesty and being the real you brings unexpected rewards. I learned by…

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December 2, 2015 / Vickie Lester

“Writers aren’t people exactly.” F. Scott Fitzgerald

When I was in college I went through a period when all I read was Fitzgerald. I’d forgotten how much I loved the glimmer and precision of his prose, until I picked up a copy of The Love of the Last Tycoon: A Western, the novel he was writing when…

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December 1, 2015 / Vickie Lester

A Hard Day’s Night – an excerpt from It’s in His Kiss by Vickie Lester

A HARD DAY’S NIGHT Imagine a time before you were born. Imagine a dowdy old university town on the East Coast somewhere in the nineteen-sixties. Imagine a boy and a girl living there. These two, let’s call them Becky and Steve, spoon-fed each other fantasy. Their days…

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November 26, 2015 / Vickie Lester

I am thankful for you…

For editors, for digital savants, for connoisseurs of scent, for kind hearts around the world, for book clubs, and for this thing we call the Internet. The places we go, the people we meet, the perfectly wonderful communities we build…online. My editor sent me this: An excerpt from: Faulks on…

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