Yep, It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. I’ve been on my own journey. And it’s a joyful one. So, indulge me once again. Because the details are in the fabric on this one, to quote my boy, Jason . . . . Rewind to November. I’m in Tom Bond’s office at Helping Up Mission in...
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My girlfriend , artist and chocolatier, Valerie Corkran, told me last night over Chinese and Shiraz, “Kath . . .I know that everybody does not have ‘the real deal’ like you say they do, but I read your blog faithfully, because you see what could be.” I own it. Some would say I have rose colored glasses,...
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And at the edge of the bar sat a girl named Doris and ooh, that girl looked nice. Lazy Sunday afternoons after church, my sister and I would seclude ourselves in the club room basement my dad finished himself, complete with rich panelling, red carpet, and a wall full of their books. We acted out...
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Meet Ashley Riddle, principle at Up Do’s for I Do’s. Talk about a firecracker. Story goes like this . . .we find ourselves at an event together last week and begin talking business. That’s our MO. Tucked into a corner, we’ve got our arms flying and our laughter rolling. We...
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When you know, you know. It’s that simple. Linda’s struggle? How could it be the second dress I put on? The day after I got engaged? And I just stopped in because I was excited but my Mom and sister aren’t even here. Linda had never been in the capable hands of designer Drew...
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Dear Alexa Jane, You were born into a house of love. The kind of love that costs big. I met your Daddy when you were days old. His sweatshirt hood pulled low to hide the pallid face of withdrawal, I served him lunch when his shaky hands could barely hold the tray. Late winter...
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Black Porsche. Dark shades. Taciturn with a capital T . . . I didn’t get the full flavor of his Venezuelan mojo until well into our shoot. Fierce white dress, easy giggle, porcelain skin and complete body awareness . . . she is the perfect Eastern European complement to his swarthy good looks. Yep, her Polish...
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I’m not trained, per say, by profession or schooling to weigh morality or administer counsel. My girlfriends would say I have a knack for capturing a cool snapshot, throwing together a tasty meal out of “catch as catch can,” and drawing the life story of just about anyone who will share. I...
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I watched John Wagner graciously host about two hundred of his closest friends and colleagues, surrounded by his beautiful wife and daughters, and I just smiled. Dancing free, hands in the air, wearing big smiles. This is what happens when you dream it and have the courage to take the risk. The Wagners were in...
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Dog days of summer, last . . . I lay in bed, dreaming of creating an office/studio haven in our home. Pieces of the puzzle fell into place quickly. . . they included a comfy brown leather Restoration Hardware couch . . . a pile of books by Robert Frank, Walker Evans, and Henri...
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