My mother’s desk.

I love this desk. I sit at it now under the arched window in my office. The smoothness of the tan colored leather writing surface now shows its age from years of sunbathing in front of various exposures and the burgundy colored trim has faded to a quiet mauve, but the fine lines and cracks […]

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Down To Eartha Kitt

Many people don’t realize how ‘simply’ my mother Eartha Kitt lived. Even living in the heart of Beverly Hills, CA, my mother was true to her name (Yes, Eartha was her given name) and we had chickens, roosters and a vegetable garden. Now, remember, this was in the 1960’s, way before it was ‘chic’, ‘cool’ […]

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