By Barbara Falconer Newhall
The long dress I was planning to wear to my son’s wedding needed earrings. Not [Read more...]
Veteran journalist Barbara Falconer Newhall reports from the scene on books, writing . . . and life as she knows it.
By Barbara Falconer Newhall
The long dress I was planning to wear to my son’s wedding needed earrings. Not [Read more...]

The Killer Shoes: Silver satin with with 4 1/2-inch heels and a funky zipper up the back. By Glint, at Nordstrom, $129.95. Photo by BF Newhall
By Barbara Falconer Newhall
Jon picked out his wedding attire in a half hour. I’ve devoted several all-day shopping trips to my wedding outfit and I’m still not done.
Jon feels sorry for me. All that shopping. So many trips to the mall. So many trips [Read more...]

That's me on the left. Photo by BF Newhall
By Barbara Falconer Newhall
Trying on bras at Nordstrom the other day, the truth was all too apparent. Too much flesh here. Too much skin there. Some of it fit into the bra. A lot of it didn’t. I felt terrible about my body.
Lucky for my body image, however, I went straight from lingerie shopping to my Zumba class. A few warm-ups here, a few stretches there, a little grapevine, and I was feeling great. So was my body. It reminded me that it can jump. It can move with the beat. It can cumbia. And yes, those hips can wiggle.
For a more extensive treatment of my relationship with my undergarments, see my Mad Men girdle story.

My brother Dave took this picture of size 10 me and my friend Karel McCurry. Photo by DG Falconer.
By Barbara Falconer Newhall
I discovered a forgotten pair of jeans at the back of my closet the other day. Nice jeans, I thought. I could throw them on for a quick trip to the drug store or the plant store. I tried them on. A perfect fit. They were a size 10.
I did a double take. Wasn’t I a size 10 in high school way back in my mid-century modern days? But that was twenty pounds ago. [Read more...]
Barbara Falconer Newhall reports from the scene on life as a living, breathing twenty-first-century woman with an unruly garden, techie husband, aging relatives and far-flung, grown-up kids.
. . . She's also got a passion for books and writing.
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