Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Peep Show

It was a hot July afternoon in 1962. The twist was bigger than life and so was Dylan’s Blowin’ in the Wind. Marilyn Monroe was still alive and The Beatles had not yet arrived to consume our days. We were just kids riding our bikes and my sister, that lucky devil, was running around with Keds. But, too bad for her, she had outgrown them and since they were in pretty good shape, I would get them as hand-me-downs. Finally, something good. A pair of KEDS for Pete’s sake! When you wear white saddle oxfords every day during the school year, a pair of RED Keds was like hitting the jackpot. Ding. Ding. Ding. The heavens had opened up with a sweet, sweet prize for the middle child. I would protect and honor them with my life. But then my mom decided to cut the rubber toe caps off to give my sister’s feet more room at the top. I was mortified. She was going to CUT those perfect shoes, and I wouldn’t get my hands (or feet) on them. What a stupid idea! Not to mention that NO ONE WEARS PEEP TOE KEDS!!! H-E-L-L-O – they were called the shoe of champions for a reason! I knew it wouldn’t work. Maybe I prayed that it wouldn’t work. But it did. With a little determination and heavy-duty scissors, my mom single-handedly redesigned the iconic brand, the brand worn by Audrey Hepburn, and my sister, who didn’t really care about her Keds beforehand was now happy to model the new style with her goofy little toes sticking out. So, Keds, if you’re listening, peep toes will work. And my sister, who likes shoes now, will probably buy several pairs.

Peep toes or not, here’s a fun little recipe for an all-natural foot bath.

Black Tea Soak
Tannic acid, a component of tea, is thought to have astringent properties that prevent feet from perspiring, thus eliminating odor. To make a foot-tea soak, brew 5 bags of black tea in 1 quart boiling water. Let cool and add ice cubes (during those really hot days). Soak your feet in this iced tea bath for up to 30 minutes.

You’ll be ready to twist and shout now, baby!

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Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Does she or doesn't she?

When I was about 7 or 8 I tricked my little sister into thinking that if she put chicken grease on her hair, it would make her hair blonde. My mom had been preparing a whole chicken that night and – bingo – my sister grabbed the little tags that were on the chicken legs and proceeded to rub them all over her cute brunette pixie cut. She didn’t bother going to the mirror, as I pretended to react in astonishment at her new look! My mom was not amused, but thankfully, my sister is still talking to me. Not sure why it was so enticing for a little kid to want blonde hair. Maybe it was because we weren’t. Maybe it was all those Clairol commercials and their questions. Is it true blondes have more fun? If I’ve only one life to live, let me live it as a blonde. My sister was able to live as a real blonde (in her head) for a few minutes on a weekday night in the 60’s around 5:00 pm. A chicken-greased blonde, but a blonde, none-the-less. In case you missed all the vintage excitement, here’s a taste.


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Sunday, May 8, 2011

It's a bon bon day!

If you're a mom, today is the motherload of all days! This is the day you can ask to be pampered and taken out, or request a bon bon and actually eat it on the couch, feet up, with no one questioning.  And if they do, just point to the calendar or the many notes you probably have posted all over the house reminding EVERYONE that this is Mother's Day. Not that you expect anything grandiose, just SOMETHING, however small, as a token of their appreciation for your countless sacrifices and nights without sleep because they failed to call you, again. Or to thank you for not going ballistic after the little trashcan fire, or when you found your favorite lipstick broken, and strategically hidden under the couch cushions.

If you're a new mom and your precious child is still laughing and smiling at you because you just appear or merely look at them, relish this moment. Remember it and store it deep within your being with all that you have, because sometime in the not-so-distant future, you will need this happy memory as strength and guidance and as a strong reminder that you love this child more than anything else in the world, no matter how they managed to put that big dent on your brand new car and who gave them permission to take it, anyway?      

So, here's to moms everywhere, and that includes stepmoms and grandmoms and auntie moms and neighborhood moms, a toast to your enduring energy and boundless love for the children in your lives.

And when the party is over, later than you expected and you indulged a little more than you ever dreamed, fear not. Here are some tips to help reduce those beautiful, but now puffy eyes.


Oooo, la la! You still got it, baby!

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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

All That Glitters...

Many years ago, two pairs of the most coveted shoes on the planet were just quietly sitting in my mother's closet.  One pair was a glittery silver number with towering six-inch heels.  Okay, they probably weren’t six inches, but they were high.  And they weren’t just glittery, they WERE glitter.  Glued on, sprayed on, stuck on…who knows?  But they shone in the dark and were a breath of fresh air compared to her regular just-plain-ugly shoes.

The other pair was a Cinderella-esque open-toed sling with rhinestone embellishments on the clear vinyl band, a beautiful ivory color on the kitten heels.  I couldn’t walk with the glitter shoes, but I could click-clack my way around the house with these babies.  The funny thing is - I don’t recall my mom ever wearing the Cinderella slippers.  I would have.  I would have worn them every day, including Sundays.  I would have given anything to click-clack my way around the neighborhood with EVERYONE wondering how it came to be that this little girl could be so lucky as to own such a fancy pair of shoes.  Of course I would have made sure to wear the socks with the little ruffle.  See-thru vinyl Cinderella slings with white cotton socks.  Yeah, well, let’s not picture it, shall we?  I’m pretty sure I was just into the clickety-clack. 

If you find yourself with a super cool pair of open-toed slings, skip the socks and keep your toes looking and feeling sweet with a homemade foot paste of banana and honey.  After soaking them and before the pedicure, of course!  

You'll be ready to click-clack your way through anything, baby! 

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