Month: March 2012

Angelica HoustonCheck out the style statement, ladies.

Nah. Not the movie star, the great boots and fabulous hat.

I’m talking about the collection of Flow Blue plates you can see through the window.

Just kidding. But I bet if you’re the kind of antique dishware lover that I am, the plates jumped out at you.

However, I really am talking about the chic Western look. Gotta love it.

Note to self: Next time I’m in Santa Fe, I’m buying some turquoise boots at Back at the Ranch. Very, very cool, especially with that little snakeskin touch at the toes.

I suppose you could wander around NYC looking . . .

Brooklyn Skyline. . . Ten of Palace of the Blue Butterfly proofread and posted.

There are days, like today when the cows broke down the fence around the house, and I had to herd them all of the off the lawn (think Dale Evans meets Keystone Cops) when I realize why writers live in studio apartments in Brooklyn. No ranch tasks. Plenty of takeout food. But then you’re in Brooklyn, which I hear is the end-all and be-all of cool, just pas pour moi, as I like to say while I’m rounding up livestock. Okay, so no one can really see me living . . .