Hello my angels, the days are flying by and on Monday I have a very big day, book-wise. So I’ll leave you with the completion of this savory morsel over the weekend and reappear next week to let you know what happened… An excerpt from: It’s in His Kiss, by…
Tag: Vickie Lester
Listen, babies. It has recently come to my attention that some creative types begrudge other creative types success. I know…hard to believe. I want you to listen to something Ms. Anita Loos said in her seventies: “What I admire most in life is an expert; any expert. An expert is…
Nothing major, but I have something that requires I go into the doctor’s again… If I don’t turn into a cranky shrew-bat there will posts up over the weekend. And if there are not you will know I’ve turned a skulking fussy mess. Not a hot mess like the lady…
What? You didn’t think I was serious? Jell-o, a nineteen-twenties aesthetic…and Joan Crawford in Our Dancing Daughters, circa 1928, a naughty, scandalous flapper… Madcap youth! The 1950’s, a changing aesthetic, and Jell-o UNLEASHED: One of my favorite films of all time about the birth of talkies, Singin’ in the Rain,…
The Mister at the San Gabriel Mission: Visitors to the Mission: From whence the vineyards of California came: As for the 1000th post… It’s just a number, but what it represents is our friendship and dialogue, and for that, treasured readers, thank you.
You really shouldn’t write under the influence of cold medicine, but what the hey? Beguiling Hollywood’s New Year’s Missive
Hello sweetest babies, dearest darlings, friends beyond compare (yes, I’m in a flamboyant mood but humor me!) I could say I hope you all stay well-hydrated and virus-free but that might be too reflective of how I’m feeling at the moment… So – here’s something more appropriate instead: the real…