Month: July 2012


carry each other

Let me just say, I was boycotting “Chik-Fil-A”, before it was cool.

Not because of the comments of their president, but because of his actions in suing Vermont small business owner, Bo Muller-Moore, over his “Eat More Kale” t-shirts. I thought that the giant fast food chicken joint was being a bully.  I don’t like bullies, so I don’t eat bully-made chicken. There. Done. I haven’t had Chik-Fil-A in over 2 years. My life carries on.


All the recent hullabaloo over the anti-gay remarks, mayors and city officials not wanting their “anti-gay” business is a whole lot of noise in the wrong direction. This also screams of intolerance and tolerance is a two-way street.

Anyone who knows me, knows how I feel about tattoos. They are not for me.  (Or, for the children I’ve raised. Especially the two 9-pound babies, that I shoved through my normally 110 lb frame, which brings cause to mention the collective 100 extra pounds I gained and lost from those most beautiful, momentous occasions. Do you think I carried those babies to have them permanently mark up their bodies….oops. Sorry. Off-topic.

Anyway. Tattoos.

I do not like tattoos. Am I going to try to shut down tattoo parlors in a small effort to push my opinions on others? Of course, not. Can I really stop my grown children from getting tattoos?  Of course, not.  But, they obviously know how I feel. They will make their decision and they have that right because they are adults.



I don’t like tattoos, so I won’t get one. I support your right/opinion/statement to get a tattoo. With barely any judgement, as an added bonus.

I don’t like bullies, so I don’t eat Chik-Fil-A.

You may not like Pilates or Maker’s Mark bourbon or 4 lb. dogs or old movies or any of the things I love. I’m confident that you wouldn’t want to take away my right to enjoy those things, correct? Why can’t we each just be responsible for ourselves?

This morning, after reading my Twitter and FB feeds filled with mentions on this subject, I took to my workout, really meditating on the idea of tolerance for all things. Then, Bono spoke to me. No, really. He actually sang to me. U2’s “One” with Mary J. Blige came up on the iPod.  (FunFact: This song was released 20 years ago. FunFactBonus: Read the rest


for my Namesake

Jacqueline Lee Bouvier Kennedy Onassis would have been 83 today.

It is no big secret that I was named after her. My parents were young, liberal, idealists still in school during Camelot.

I love that Jackie O is my namesake. Proudly, I have always carried a little part of her with me.

Since I was born in 1966, I only had the images, pictures and stories of a young president and his beautiful wife. My first memories of seeing her on TV were that of the cool, stylish, 70’s “Jackie O.”

I assure you, she left an indelible mark on the way I would dress, live and just be. When I was young, I honestly thought I owed it to her. Like I had to carry our name with special care. I wanted to make her proud in case I ran into her at party…on a yacht…in Greece. I was 8.

But, I wanted to be prepared, anyway.

I never got to meet her. It’s okay, though. I didn’t have to. I get to carry a little part of her with me everyday. And, I will always treat “Jacqueline Lee” with a little special care.

Happy Birthday, my dear Namesake.

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Latina, lifestyle, marriage, parenting

The Aisle: An Olympic Sport?

What comes with having three 20-something girls, each with their own large circle of girlfriends, is the realization that no news travels faster, spreads wider and cuts like a light saber through general conversation than Guess who is getting married?!

It is 2012 and we all just giggle, gasp and guffaw at nuptial news like women at the “Meryton Assembly Ball” in a Jane Austen novel.

My girls, in particular, have been cursed/blessed with a matriarch that was wedded at the ripe ol’ age of 22. “Ugh,” they all sighed.

It wasn’t planned or arranged. It just happened. Just like they cannot plan or arrange when it will happen for them. (Although their father might just like the opportunity to “arrange” their partners.)

There are plenty of books, advice and well-meaning analysts and bloggers like Penelope Trunk that have written volumes about not only how to find and land your mate, but WHEN you should meet “Mr. Right.” Someone even came out with “rules”. Remember that brouhaha? There is even a book by Tracy McMillan based on her popular two-part essay on The Huffington Post telling you WHY you haven’t found that right person just yet.

Even my mother-in-law, a champion for women’s rights, a celebrated educator and author will most likely ask the girls if they have a boyfriend before she inquires about their job, school or general health.

So much has been written lately about “having it all” with the media swirling around the rise of the new Yahoo CEO Marissa Mayer. She will have the opportunity to balance pregnancy, marriage, motherhood while running a major company, right before our very eyes; her every move, no doubt, covered by every media source from the Wall Street Journal to People magazine. (My guess is that they probably already approached Naomi Watts to play her in the movie. No?)

My Google Reader is not filled with articles in regards to a “cure” for bachelors or advice on landing Mrs. Right. I cannot recall any story about a newly appointed male CEO having to discuss how marriage or fatherhood would affect his job performance.

What is the fascination with women getting married?

I personally feel, the honest truth, is that it will happen, when it happens. And, it is most likely inevitable.

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lifestyle, movies

TCM Tuesday 7/24

Summertime in Texas is guaranteed hot temperatures and crazy, out of nowhere, thunderstorms. Both, ideal reasons to head indoors for some classic movies on Turner Classic.


However, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the events in Aurora, Colorado last Friday. We are a movie family. We always have been. In my May 29th post, I wrote that going to a theater to watch a movie was where “all is right in the world for 120 minutes.” How wrong does that sound for the victims of that early Friday morning massacre?

My daughter Jordan, an aspiring filmmaker in Boston, got right back on the horse and went to see a movie, alone. She was not giving that perpetrator the power to take her passion and have it jaded it with fear or anger. She saw Wes Anderson’s “Moonrise Kingdom”, which we all highly recommend, by the way.

Magic happens in movies theaters. You are transported to a different place and time. You relate to a hero or heroine. You can be inspired. You get swept away with the score. You can have your heart-broken. You can be driven to eruption of out loud laughter.  You root for the little guy. You boo the bad guy.

And, that was one, bad guy in Colorado.

We probably won’t ever sit in a theater again and NOT think about Aurora. But, we will still go. We will still go and have our 120 minutes of magic, where all is right in the world.

Now, for this week’s DVR alerts; movie magic from long ago.


Thursday July 24

6:00 AM


A husband and wife fight to conquer alcoholism.

Dir: Blake Edwards Cast:  Jack Lemmon, Lee Remick, Charles Bickford

BW-117 mins, TV-14, CC, Letterbox Format

The official tag line for this film says it all: “This, in its own terrifying way, is a love story.” Lemmon and Remick were both nominated for Oscars for their brilliant performances as raging alcoholics, in love. Hailed as one of the first movies to introduce AA as a realistic option for struggling alcoholics. Edwards also earned esteem for his groundbreaking portrayal of alcoholism as a disease. While the synopsis has “bleak” written all over, the performances will keep you riveted and sympathetic for these two broken souls. (Probably shouldn’t include a cocktail recipe with this post.)

Saturday Read the rest

cocktails, lifestyle, movies

Quintessential TCM

 The Essentials on TCM this Saturday, July 21, is a must-see.

To Have and Have Not is quintessentially classic.

There is nothing quite like watching Humphrey Bogart fall in love with his wife, Lauren Bacall. She is absolutely disarming, holding nothing back from seducing Bogart on-screen. They literally fall in love on-screen. This is legendary Hollywood at it’s best.

Betty Joan Perske had been a model and was invited to do a screen test for this film in 1944. Betty would soon become Lauren Bacall.

“I just saw your screen test,” Bogart said to Bacall. “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together.”

And so it began.

 This film is more than just a movie.

This is Sexy Cool 101.

 Keep it on your DVR, add a little rum cocktail and you are set for a vintage sublime date night.

“Vieux”Martinque Cocktail
In a small glass
1/4 simple syrup
3/4 aged rum
small piece of lime squeezed

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 To my daughters (who have heard it all before), friends of my daughters and young women everywhere, at any mall, please take note:

Watch Bacall and learn the art of the saunter.  You can’t do that in flip-flops, ladies.

You can be crazy loud to get attention or you can be smoldering. Guess what wins every time?

Bacall was 19 years old when she filmed this. NINETEEN. Young women today know so much more at 19. How did we get so far from this?

Call me old-fashioned? Thank you. I’ll take it.


8:00 PM


A skipper-for-hire’s romance with a beautiful drifter is complicated by his growing involvement with the French resistance.
Dir: Howard Hawks Cast: Humphrey Bogart, Walter Brennan, Lauren Bacall
BW-100 mins, TV-G, CC

“…Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don’t you, Steve? You just put your lips together and… blow.”                 -Slim                

health, Martha's Vineyard, Texas, yoga

Free Hot Yoga at Home

I’m back in Texas.

Hot Home, Sweet, Hot Home.

It’s odd to be “on vacation” back in Texas. It is great to be with hubby, full-time again. We really don’t do well apart. After 24 years, we still act like teenagers talking on the phone at night for hours, when we are living bi-coastal. Go ahead. Roll your eyes.

This week is filled with “re-entry” (as a friend says), i.e. mail, restocking the fridge, remembering what is where. Also, catching up and visiting with family and friends. Two months away is a long time.

The funny thing is that here, in The Heights house, there aren’t any hungry kids popping in and out, arriving with friends or staying out late. There aren’t big meals to plan or loads of laundry (oh my God, the towels!) to stay on top of.  Here, I have my devoted Lorena, helping me to make sure our home continues to look like, well, a hotel. An empty nest perk, just you wait!

Every night, it’s a romantic dinner for two and since we live in The Heights, the restaurant mecca of Houston, it is almost criminal to NOT go out.

Who’d have thought that The Heights would become our vacation home?!

It’s pretty freaking wonderful.

Except for the stifling humidity, heat, crazy flash floods and mosquitos, that are big enough to carry Juliet away. It is almost paradise.


Juliet on the Vineyard.  No Hot “Doga” for her. She refuses to go outside in Texas unless she is dragged out, on a leash. 

So, let’s make the most of it, shall we?


The benefits of a Hot Yoga class in a yoga studio are immense. I have practiced Bikram Yoga for 11 years and maintain that it is one of the best workouts to kickstart a healthy lifestyle. It will truly change the way you look at the dreaded diet and exercise routine, forever.

In the meantime, why not give it a go by simply grabbing your mat and heading outdoors? You can take advantage of this lovely, natural God-forsaken heat.

I am currently nursing “impingement syndrome” (it’s a thing!), which is the new bursitis. Bursitis! How old am I?!  Hot Yoga on my balcony has done wonders for stretching and healing my sad shoulder. I set my mat out, 15 minutes before I want to work out and … Read the rest

lifestyle, photography, Texas

Style Me Proud

I interrupt this vacation to bring you BIG, fabulous, stylish news regarding my “share-daughter”, Nicole.

By the way, fairy tales have ruined the words “stepmother” and “stepdaughter”, forever. Thanks, Mr. Disney.


My oh-so-lovely “share-daughter”, Nicole, was featured on the oh-so-lovely wedding blog, Style Me Pretty She is a very talented photographer in Austin, as you can see.

via nicole ryan photography

Nicole has always had such a natural, creative eye and a gift for discerning the unique from the classic obvious. 

via nicole ryan photography

 With her stunning photography, she has a talent for capturing the quiet miracle of a moment.


via nicole ryan photography


I am a wicked-proud-stepmother.  It is times like these I am so happy to have a blog.

It is the mom equivalent of shouting from the rooftops.

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Happy 4th of July!

 Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves.

Abraham Lincoln

 I wish you a “Living Lola” kind of day, filled with easy laughter, good food, fabulous cocktails with friends and family.

     May you all have a safe and happy fourth!

I’m taking the week off from blogging, enjoying time with my hubby and kids. I will be back next week from Texas!… Read the rest