I have wanted to start a blog for quite a while now. However, the quiet side of me said not to. We live in a noisy world with followers, likes, Facebook humble bragging and everything in between. Part of the social makes me insecure and part of it just annoys me. ( And this is a word I rarely use).. But the “tastemakers, top ten lists, all the best blogs, A-listers, – This is not really my style. Do not get me wrong-J aime attention! But I do tend to sit more on the sidelines and I do want everyone to win, I want everyone to be liked..Everyone has their own style and unique footprint. Why make a B lister? So here it is. I decided to make it a journal. That way, if no one reads this , I will not feel “unliked”..I am not claiming to be an expert on anything. I promise to not use the word celebrity ever unless it relates to a fabric or designer or activist or just a cool chick ..I tend to be a chatter. And there is nothing worse then chatting too much in person.. so here it comes in the form of a blog. And the photo I chose for first blog post? Well of course it is from 9 years ago. The light is blurred so I appear to have dewy skin. ( Actually, the other day my daughter asked why I have brown patches on my face!) I am not wearing heels so my real height of a shrinking 5’7 is true. I do not paint like I used to but this photo makes me seem like I often sip white wine while painting sunsets.. Not.. So there-Insecure, but real. Happy but wanting more connection. This is it. Lets hope I can stick to it!