RIP Stella Tennant

 It came across my Facebook feed. The Scottish model has died at the age of fifty. I don't know much about her, but I did always find her intriguing. She is - was - somebody I could never be: a tall, thin, aristocratic mother of four. It turns out that she valued recycling clothing. Here is a small homage to her. 

                                                            source: Vogue Magazine

And, from The Guardian: Stella Tennant and her youngest daughter, Iris, styled by Bay Garnett and photographed by Tom Craig for Oxfam’s Second Hand September. “I love Oxfam because it does two things at once: it gives clothes a new life and it helps the poorest people in the world,” Tennant said.

Photograph: Tom Craig/Oxfam

Christmas curtsy

 Oddly enough this Christmas Eve and Chrismas Day have succeeded in making me feel the "holiday spirit." This year, friends have stopped by and dropped off simple gifts. and most of the cards and packages arrived. I am thankful for the slippers, the stealth mittens, the cake, the candles, the wine, the champagne, the bath bubbles, the cookies, the flowers, the phone calls, the text messages, the photos of gatherings and planetary conjunctions. I thank my neighbor for informing me of a great place to cross-country ski (have already gone twice). My older daughter and her boyfriend prepared a "performance" for Face Time in which their new masks (popular gift item this year, I wonder why) were all stacked on their faces, and they removed them simultaneously, until I could see their uncovered faces. It was really cute. I will see my younger daughter on Boxing Day. One more "gift" for which I am grateful. A peaceful holiday season to all and may they feel the magic of this end of the year!

Coat from Revolution, White River Junction. Dress from a vintage shop in Glasgow, UK. 

Dress from Revolution, WRJ; cardigan from a charity shop in Primrose Hill, London.