Great pics, but maybe Meade could use a better camera? I am sure you'd be able to guide him down the correct path of photographic hardware, my dear professor.
I love those magnolias. There's a walk at the Botanic Garden in Memphis that's lined with Chinese Magnolias. The little purplish blooms are there before the leaves come out and they are just beautiful.
The Berkeley-Oakland hills abound with Magnolia trees of varying colors. It appears the magnolia's popularity has been constant through the years as there are so many of great size and age in the most unexpected places; creating charming vignettes.
Not to rain on anyone's parade, but Ann, you simply must do something about that big white out-of-season purse and that deliberately- wrinkled hippie skirt that looks like a throwback to 1968. But your first priority absolutely must be to get rid of those shoes and the white socks (or stockings) you're wearing with them - they are unspeakable. Now that you're a blogosphere celebrity you have to step up your game, fashion-wise.
I know you read Project Rungay - they often have good tips on how to look chic. Spend some online time with Tom and Lorenzo - you'll be (or at least look) better for it.
Not to rain on anyone's parade, but Ann, you simply must do something about that big white out-of-season purse and that deliberately- wrinkled hippie skirt that looks like a throwback to 1968.
Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I dont care, Saw my baby down by the river, knew shed have to come up soon for air.
Sweet blossom come on, under the willow, we can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature, rolling in the rushes down by the riverside.
Shes got everything delightful, shes got everything I need, Takes the wheel when Im seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed
She comes skimmin through rays of violet, she can wade in a drop of dew, She dont come and I dont follow, waits backstage while I sing to you.
Well, she can dance a cajun rhythm, jump like a willys in four wheel drive. Shes a summer love for spring, fall and winter. she can make happy any [Meade] alive.
But your first priority absolutely must be to get rid of those shoes and the white socks (or stockings) you're wearing with them - they are unspeakable.
Very cool skirt. And I love the shoes with the white socks.
outside my window when I worked at the CDC were two enormous Japanese magnolias (at least that's what I've always heard them called). When they are in full bloom, they are absolutely breathtaking.
Ann Althouse said... "I know you read Project Rungay..."
Um... do you? That's not "wrinkled," that's ruching... and the designer is far hipper than you are. ____________________________
Maybe you no longer read Project Rungay but you used to blog about them - I discovered their site through you and you still list them on your blogroll. Maybe it's time to visit them again, if you haven't in a while.
I do know what ruching is, and I know that it's never a good idea for anyone over a size 4. I don't know who this "hip" designer is but he or she has succeeded in designing something that looks just like those natural fiber, elastic-waist sacks that Eileen Fisher cranks out year after year. You know, the ones favored by single women of a certain age, usually social workers or teachers who live on the Upper West Side. And they usually top off the outfit with some big clunky piece of jewelry. Please tell me you weren't wearing a chunky piece of "ethnic" jewelry - that would be really sad.
And the shoes are still unspeakable - and I say that as someone who appreciates a nice pair of Mary Janes.
First off, congrats on your engagement. But I'm actually commenting to ask where you got your Mary Janes. I love them! Bird rock, allow me to point out that they didn't keep her from finding a husband.
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Great pics, but maybe Meade could use a better camera? I am sure you'd be able to guide him down the correct path of photographic hardware, my dear professor.
After the New York Times ran a story on her upcoming nuptials, it was only a short while before the paparazzi began hounding her for photographs.
I love those magnolias. There's a walk at the Botanic Garden in Memphis that's lined with Chinese Magnolias. The little purplish blooms are there before the leaves come out and they are just beautiful.
Never, and I mean never, let Meade photograph you with the fisheye lens.
Sorry, I should have given an attribution for that last post. It was from Don't Call me Ann: The life and times of a blogosphere princess.
The Berkeley-Oakland hills abound with Magnolia trees of varying colors. It appears the magnolia's popularity has been constant through the years as there are so many of great size and age in the most unexpected places; creating charming vignettes.
While we retreat to our warm beds on chilly gray April days
The buds are budding and the green is advancing, come what May.
I have to rely on Newcomb's Wildflower Guide myself, which needs both flower and leaves, but has a great system if you have both.
You have the guy.
All those photos of trees are starting to sense now.
Ah, taken April 3. That was yesterday's weather. Today is brilliant sun.
I bet purple is Meade's favorite color.
Not to rain on anyone's parade, but Ann, you simply must do something about that big white out-of-season purse and that deliberately- wrinkled hippie skirt that looks like a throwback to 1968. But your first priority absolutely must be to get rid of those shoes and the white socks (or stockings) you're wearing with them - they are unspeakable. Now that you're a blogosphere celebrity you have to step up your game, fashion-wise.
I know you read Project Rungay - they often have good tips on how to look chic. Spend some online time with Tom and Lorenzo - you'll be (or at least look) better for it.
Not to rain on anyone's parade, but Ann, you simply must do something about that big white out-of-season purse and that deliberately- wrinkled hippie skirt that looks like a throwback to 1968.
Sugar Magnolia?
Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I dont care,
Saw my baby down by the river, knew shed have to come up soon for air.
Sweet blossom come on, under the willow, we can have high times if you'll abide
We can discover the wonders of nature, rolling in the rushes down by the riverside.
Shes got everything delightful, shes got everything I need,
Takes the wheel when Im seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed
She comes skimmin through rays of violet, she can wade in a drop of dew,
She dont come and I dont follow, waits backstage while I sing to you.
Well, she can dance a cajun rhythm, jump like a willys in four wheel drive.
Shes a summer love for spring, fall and winter. she can make happy any [Meade] alive.
Declaring white out of season is a throwback to 1968.
"I know you read Project Rungay..."
Um... do you? That's not "wrinkled," that's ruching... and the designer is far hipper than you are.
Visualizing the near future. Magnolias bloom.
Everything's bloomin'! Thanks, even our raspberry bushes have started. Yeah!
Happy, Happy, every pic looks happy.
Maybe that's what happened to my face--runching.
But your first priority absolutely must be to get rid of those shoes and the white socks (or stockings) you're wearing with them - they are unspeakable.
Very cool skirt. And I love the shoes with the white socks.
outside my window when I worked at the CDC were two enormous Japanese magnolias (at least that's what I've always heard them called). When they are in full bloom, they are absolutely breathtaking.
....it was only a short while before the paparazzi began hounding her for photographs.
Oh sure, blame it on men. How typical. I'd bet the 'hounding' was done by paparazzi and mamarazzi.
Actually, I like the bag and I was going to ask about it. It's nice.
I like pictures...
Honey, does the fisheye lens make my butt look big?
Note to self: learn to read before posting to prevent joke duplication
@ onparkstreet Thanks. It's a Kate Spade bag... bought a year ago in SoHo.
I seem to have hit a nerve.....
Ann Althouse said...
"I know you read Project Rungay..."
Um... do you? That's not "wrinkled," that's ruching... and the designer is far hipper than you are.
____________________________
Maybe you no longer read Project Rungay but you used to blog about them - I discovered their site through you and you still list them on your blogroll. Maybe it's time to visit them again, if you haven't in a while.
I do know what ruching is, and I know that it's never a good idea for anyone over a size 4. I don't know who this "hip" designer is but he or she has succeeded in designing something that looks just like those natural fiber, elastic-waist sacks that Eileen Fisher cranks out year after year. You know, the ones favored by single women of a certain age, usually social workers or teachers who live on the Upper West Side. And they usually top off the outfit with some big clunky piece of jewelry. Please tell me you weren't wearing a chunky piece of "ethnic" jewelry - that would be really sad.
And the shoes are still unspeakable - and I say that as someone who appreciates a nice pair of Mary Janes.
If you wear gloves, then how can you ask your fiance' to warm them with his?
Hmmm....
Do I recognize the building in the back as another Cincy landmark? One with a jungle and waterfall inside?
First off, congrats on your engagement. But I'm actually commenting to ask where you got your Mary Janes. I love them! Bird rock, allow me to point out that they didn't keep her from finding a husband.
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