Growing up I was told to drink my milk because it was good for building strong bones. I attempted that at the weekend by purchasing…
I don’t “do” makeup. It’s too much of a hassle and I just can’t be arsed to mess with the junk. However, I do own…
I have a guilty confession to make. When I was on my holidays in the UK, I let my niece convince me that “jeggings” and…
As much as I hate to admit my mistakes and mishaps, I feel that it’s only fair to share a bit of my humility – and it…
Ash Wednesday is a fasting day in the Catholic Church. I’ve spent nearly a week preparing my mind for that fact. Current Canon Law states…
It dawned on me today that it’s been nine months since I buried Paul. I just don’t know how that’s possible. I still have trouble…
Before I met Paul, I was one of those habitually single people and quite happy that way. I did what I wanted when I wanted.…
Paul and I used to spend a lot of time talking about our relationship. We’d reminisce about the early days, talk about the present, and…
When I was operating Frances 2.0, I would most often be found with amazing vintage accessories – mostly in the form of handbags from the 1920s to…