Tag Archive: Weekend Style

Peronal Style: Tango in the Park

    One winter, many years ago, I danced Argentine tango on the well-worn¬†wooden floor of Ann Arbor’s old grange. “You are an . . . experienced . . . dancer?” leads would… Continue reading

Personal Style: Feeding the Chooks

  J’ever have one of those mornings where you get up, put on your ruffliest dress, and then go out to feed the chickens? Me too! While my husband,¬†Sweet Baby, and I were… Continue reading