 When studying red wines, people in the know use categories like the following to describe them:
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 As I sit topless in front of a complete stranger—a handsome, 40-something, Indian-from-India plastic surgeon—I have thoughts running through my mind:
MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog at HuffPost.)  Have you ever driven at night in the mountains? If so, you know that you should watch for deer. They often lurk just off the sides of the road, in the forest — the cute, soft brown creatures. Your kids scan the trees and gleefully point them out as you drive carefully, with your high beams on, trying to anticipate where they are moving.
You keep your fingers crossed that they don’t jump into your path. But now and then, you run into bad luck, one jumps into the road in front of you and BAM, you hit it. Poor deer. Your kids freak out. You shake. You call the authorities. And now you have the inconvenience of having to do bodywork on your car. I always thought of my family history of breast cancer like the deer... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.)  My “George Winston” Pandora station quietly plays piano in the living room. The orange blossom aroma-therapy candle wafts soft fragrances through the house. The cats snuggle next to each other on the couch. The dog is asleep on her bed. I sit in a comfortable, living-room chair, computer on my lap, writing, wine glass on the table next to me.
My family is gone. And I am so happy. Moms aren’t really supposed to say those kinds of things, but it’s true. I treasure... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.)  In honor of all the waxing clients filling salons right now in preparation for Valentine’s Day, I thought I would share my ideas for wines to pair with this underground fashion trend.
Actually, I found out how popular waxing is from a friend, Stacy Dymalski, a comedian and writing coach, when we drove to Vegas for a well-deserved girls’ trip. We had high hopes of letting loose, just the two of us in Sin City. No children. No men or husbands. Spanx in our suitcases. Visions of sophisticated drinks... MORE (You'll be directed to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.)  I’ve engaged in three genres of laundry so far in my life. Well, I guess you could say four because when I was young our family had a maid who did my laundry. But since I was too young to drink then, I’m setting it aside in my quest to give an overview of the best wines to pair with laundry.
My adult laundry experience has been a far cry from the leave-it-on-the-floor-and-the-maid-will-pick-it-up-launder-it-fold it-and-place-it-back-in-your-drawer kind. Traveling Laundry is the first genre I was exposed to after my parents’ house. This is the kind of laundry that goes outside for field trips to get cleaned. This is probably the happiest... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.)  I have long been a fan of Robert Redford—since way before the Sundance Film Festival started. It began when I was a little girl of about 10 and the movie Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid came to my town.
My parents weren’t much for passive entertainment, encouraging reading or outside play instead. My two sisters and I were relegated to two hours of cartoons on Saturday morning and Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom, the Wonderful World of Disney, or Daniel Boone on special evenings. Thus, going to the movies was a BIG DEAL. The first movie I can remember seeing was at a drive-in. We all piled in our station wagon with pillows and... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.)  My little mountain town of Park City, Utah, will be invaded, as it is every year at the end of January, by the People-In-Black, “PIBs” as they’re affectionately referred to by the locals. They come with their Starbucks-latte hand accessories, their after-the-sun-goes-down sunglasses, and their extraordinarily large, furry boots.
Since they are forbidden to wear any color besides black — I think Robert Redford must have issued some kind of rule about this early on — they are challenging for drivers to see during the prime Sundance hours of 6 p.m. to 6 a.m., except for their glowing, white Starbucks cups, of course. This is a problem because PIBs don’t use sidewalks. ... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on Huffington Post.)  I have never given much thought to angels, whether in my life or in my wine, but yesterday changed that.
I was talking to a friend, Sandra—a shorthaired, always-smartly-dressed businesswoman in the financial industry whose money advice I listen to. She asked me if I wanted to experiment with “Angel Cards.” She had been working with them for about nine months and wanted to share them with me. What... Was... She... Saying... To... Me? Was she speaking in English? It was like there was no mental connection between my BUSINESS/MONEY side and my FAIRY/ANGEL side. ... MORE (You'll be redirected to Kirsten's blog on HuffPost.) |
AuthorKirsten Fox is headmistress of our alma mater. After surviving a plane crash, two divorces, a child with cancer and her own cancer, she finds that wine and a sense of humor can buoy even the darkest of times. Her first question is always, "What wine would I pair with this?..." Grab a glass and laugh with Kirsten. Archives
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