Coming Of Age at Sav-On

It was any Saturday in the late 60’s. I would open the top drawer of my dresser and pull out the stack of silver quarters my father had given to me from a recent trip to Vegas. Nancy was coming over and picking me up on the way. She lived at 1115 and I, at 1128. She liked Ringo. I liked Paul. A few years earlier we both had to be transferred to afternoon kindergarten because we couldn’t get up in the morning which all meant that we were destined to be best friends growing up.
It was a weekend ritual, once we woke up, to walk over to Sav-on and hit the cosmetic wall. This is where my transformation into womanhood began. Cover Girl, Bonne Bell, Yardley of London, Maybelline. We were still captivated by the invasion of the British in music and in fashion.

Of Mary Quant’s Mini Skirts and Go-Go Boots.
I swooned to Donovan’s “Wear Your Love Like Heaven” as I knew I must have resembled Ali McGraw as I luxuriated myself in Love’s Baby Soft.
I actually preferred Love’s Lemon Scent.
I was a Bonne Bell girl.
From 10-0-6 in the jug, to bronzing gel and red check stain.
I bought Yardley’s Pot o’ Gloss in frosted white.
Maybelline eye shadow in ocean blue.
Cover Girl foundation in beige.
Although what I was trying to cover up I will never know.
In the explosion between 1967 and 1968 Nancy and I found boys.
Our trips to the wall also included visits to other aisles.
She liked Mickey.
I liked Davy.
We were still best friends.
Then slowly, things began to change.
She liked David Cassidy.
And I?

I liked making out with Kevin L. in the library.
I began shopping alone at Sav-On.

I gave all my Monkees albums to Nancy.
We are still friends.

“Wives and Lovers” ~ Jack Jones

The Rose Parade And Me

1975. Miss MyHomeTown, USA and our city float. My Rose Parade day began New Year’s Eve at 7 PM for preliminary judging. I arrived at the float building tent in full costume that had been rented from The Western Costume Co. in Hollywood. I took my place on top of the float and depicted the scene of the artist’s rendering. On Dec. 26th the float decorating had begun. For the past 4 years I had been a volunteer with my… [Read More]

Life According To Mitch Robbins

One thing I’ve learned: I need to stay off the computer when I’m having a bad day. A couple weeks ago I had one of those ‘procedures’ (hello? 50’s) and between the lingering effects of the anesthesia and severe induced PMS in pill form I went straight into a downward spiral with the worst being last weekend. I have almost fully recovered, am off the temporary meds and am starting to feel like my old self again. Whoever the guest… [Read More]

Thoughts On Blogging

When I began blogging late one night last January my heart raced. I had no idea where I was going. I just knew I had to begin the journey. That is one thing I believe we share, the excitement of creation in our own journalistic world.   People often express quite eloquently what blogging has meant to them and I easily follow the template laid before me. Perhaps because I am trying to find a new place in my life… [Read More]

Our Honeymoon in New England.

Three weeks of total abandoned bliss. Leaf peepers extraordinaire. Covered bridge hunters. Newlyweds. Need I say more? The Arlington Inn ~ VermontWe have very few pics of us taken together since we were mostly out driving around seeing the sites and not many people could focus my real deal camera.I had a cold here. Hence the red nose. You say ‘antihistamines with an alcohol chaser’ like it’s a bad thing. I used my wiley womanly ways to force him to… [Read More]

Our Wedding .

Twenty six years ago today I became your bride and you,my husband. What was a beautiful friendship for nine years became a walk down the aisle on this day. With the dawn of October 8, 1983 came a soft rain and grey skies. I thought of the saying, “Happy is the bride the sun shines upon.” I was worried there was no sun to shine on me and this was an inauspicious omen. At 4 o’clock the stained glassed windows… [Read More]

My Joe Wilson Moment

The incident with Joe Wilson brought to mind my own moment of disclosure from years of calculated deceit. It involved a loaf of bread. When my boys were very young and I hadn’t gotten to the store to buy another loaf which was running low for the PB & J sandwiches and knowing no one liked to eat the heals of the bread I concocted a story. I told them it was the baker’s piece and it was so special… [Read More]

“Yes, This Clutter Does Make My Butt Look Fat.”

I am feeling better today. Yesterday was difficult.The reality of no children in the house hit me hard. The transition alone can make one think of their mortality and getting the results of blood work done the week previously didn’t help. Sign me up for anything with a little heart on it that says no trans fat, no sugar, no salt, no taste and no fun. My day began waking from a deep early morning sleep to the phone ringing…. [Read More]

How Stella Is Losing Her Groove Tonight.

So what is the next project? I feel such a let down today.Son2 gets his wisdom teeth out this Friday so I need to rally and start to get my thoughts organized to take care of him. College boy comes home Saturday for his break between work and school. I must put fresh sheets on his bed and lay out fresh towels and make his favorite foods. Before he even steps foot in the door I start to think of… [Read More]

“Ponyskin? Naaaaaay!!!”

Part of my shopping success this weekend included these pretty pink patent shoes. They also match my pink patent Lilly bag perfectly although I’m not likely to pair them together but I could. I also bought a pair in a matte muted gold almost like a tarnished silver. I am loving the square toe. For $69.00, why not buy two? With my cropped white jeans I also bought this weekend? Lovin’ that too. In the Kate Spade store (I love… [Read More]