I was sitting in unexpected traffic yesterday on my way to pick my son up from camp.  I’d already panicked when I realized I was probably going to be late.

I did something I’ve never done before this summer: I set out on the summer with no goals. Nothing I planned to accomplish.

I have told close friends about the challenges I’ve faced.  But most people probably have no idea.

I’ve noticed that fashion (or style, or just picking what to wear each day) brings me a lot of joy.