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Tag: Model for Deception: A Vangie Street Mystery

Hats on Parade

So, in searching for photos for a recent blog posts, I was taken with how many of my photos have me in hats. This doesn’t look like it, but it was an Easter hat (with Evangeline) I’m talking about the hats that were NOT costume hats. One of my many grocery store hats, which are my favorite. Even to me, some of these...

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The Inappropriate Dress Gene

There I was, stepping into the gala for the graduating seminarians. The seminarians wore black shirts with white clerical collars. I wore a minidress from Billy Bob’s Chinese Laundry in New Orleans. It was leopard-printed. And flocked.  I can’t help it. I have an Inappropriate Dress Gene.  My mistakes are not fashion faux...

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Ruffles in the Front

I have been a fashion maverick ever since my three-year-old self tugged on her ruffled panties, backwards. “Your panties are on backwards,” my mother said, pointing at my britches as I examined the cascading layers of beautiful white ruffles. “The ruffles go in the back.” “I can’t see them in the back,” I responded and marched confidently...

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Books and Beyond

I loved being at the Benjamin L. Hooks Central Library this morning for the library’s Books and Beyond Book Club. I was pleased they had me, and they were warm and gracious. I had a prepared a talk, but they had questions right out of the gate. We wound up talking for an hour and a half. It was wide-ranging. The ostensible topic was my...

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The Plates (or chainsaws)

I am a plate juggler. (Or, as my former senior law partner called it, a chainsaw juggler. ) I have a lot of projects going at once. Right now, I’m running as hard as I can after my goal of “getting my work out there.” This gives me five projects in various stages of completion. Here they are. (I don’t expect you to remember...

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