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Time to slay your own dragons, ladies.

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My first kiss was an unwanted one. I was seven years old when a boy named David pushed me up against the wall outside our apartment building. Forcing his mouth on mine, his breath, hot and fusty, something sickly sweet like apple juice and milk gone sour in his gut that made me squirm. I don’t remember seeing him as I ran with my brother and the other neighborhood kids through the empty lot next door, scrabbling over the toppled trees, slick with moss, tripping over the bramble of twigs and woodsy decay, but he must have been there, his knees as scratched and muddied as ours, before he caught up with me in the driveway that ran alongside and behind the apartment building. 
As usual I’d tagged along in my older brother’s shadow. Tag, hide and seek, cowboys and indians, the games kids used to play. Outdoors, up and down the streets, no watchful mommies on red alert. Ignoring our mothers’ warnings—don’t go into the woods, don’t go into the woods—we went into the woods, woods that in fact …

England in Colour

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A policeman directs buses in the intersection of Trafalgar Square, London. IMAGE: CLIFTON R. ADAMS/NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC CREATIVE/CORBIS

My brother sent me this series of photos of England, circa 1928, by Clifton R. Adams for National Geographic. The images are so amazing that for this week's British Isles Friday post I'm bailing on my weekly London walk to share these photos with you. I was stunned at how vibrant and bright the the clothing colors are. I've lifted the article directly via Retronaut, a very cool site that specializes in historical images. Their twitter profile says simply "time travel without the time machine."  The only change I've made to the piece is adding the "u" to Colour. This is British Isles Friday, after all.


1928 England in Color The King's Country, caught in Autochrome by Amanda Uren In the late 1920s and early 1930s National Geographic sent photographer Clifton R. Adams to England to record its farms, towns and cities, …

5 Ways to feel like you’re in France when you don’t have the francs

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Are you Dreaming of France but finding yourself short of the francs you need to take you there? Ladies and Gentlemen, Mesdames et Messieurs, step right up and join my travel club and take a journey that won’t cost you a red hot centime. Because this is a trip you take in your mind. Okay, it’s not exactly there-there but if you can’t actually get to Paris or the Cote d’azur, it’s the next best thing.  Here’s five things to pack in your virtual valise to put you in a French state of mind. Substituting French words for English is a great starting point... Un: French AmbiencePretend you live on a charming street near the Eiffel Tower with the simple application of this artistically incorrect mural. How do you say cheesy in french?


Or better yet, decorate your home with every Eiffel tower you can find —never mind most self-respecting French citizens would likely prefer to leave the tour Eiffel on the Champ de Mars where it belongs. 



Deux: La musique français. Surround yourself with sounds that…