Winter Blush

MAN, was it cold last Friday night. I’m talking go-outside-and-instantly-lose-feeling-in-your-hands cold. Bitter-damp-wind-swirling-off-the-river-soaking-into-your-bones-and-soul COLD! But when J and I walked into Generations Hall at 9:00 that night, I warmed right up, inside and out. It was that time of year again! Time to Blush with the Pussyfooters, at Blush Ball 2015. It’s funny – last year,…

Poolside Pussyfootin’

My streetcar trundles down Carondelet and past Indulge Island Grill every morning on the way to work. Indulge had always looked fairly innocuous and not like very much at all – it mainly continued to catch my eye because of the pirate sign hanging over the door. I had no idea they had a courtyard…

Blush Ball 2014!!!

It all started with a bracelet and a flier. Actually, it started a few years ago, as I sat in Denver pining for the NOLA life, scrolling through site after site and looking at photos and reading the news and staring at everything I could that would transport me as I saved and stocked up…