For Our Sons
The summer before I started junior high, a girl my age disappeared from my part of town. She was pretty and blonde, and her story captured San Antonio’s attention for one long, hot month. I was terrified to begin seventh…
Mightier Than the Sword
I have this weird things about pens. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a favorite pen or pens, and I get very attached to them. Very attached. I can remember stopping class in the middle of teaching…
What Was I Thinking?
Photographing my fashion adventures is giving me a thicker skin and letting me laugh at myself a little (or a lot). It’s a fun experience, and I thought I’d share this HUGE styling disaster with you, just for laughs. While…
