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The Problem with Mannequins Circa 2014: A Rare Note on Body Image and Weight in Middle Age (300th Victorian Chick Blog!)
Ed. Note: Yesterday I wrote the better part of a blog about Robin Williams, genius and mental illness, but because it’s a more academic (that is, allusive and exegetical) blog than usual and my printer is disconnected from my MacBook, … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Fashion, Food & Wine, Health & Beauty, Relationships, Uncategorized, Yale
Tagged bicoastal brunette, body image, depression, eating disorders, feminism, feminists, fitness, health, kathleen rooney, live nude girl, Naomi Wolf, psych meds, psychoanalysis, psychology, Robin Williams, therapy, toni bentley, weight, yale
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Preliminary Notes on David Shields’ “How literature saved my life”: Reading and Swimming my Way through Labor Day
It a blissfully quiet Saturday morning in Santa Barbara at J’s condo. I arose at 6:30AM because that’s just what I do unless I’ve been up until 1AM or later, and made coffee to sip on the upper deck. I … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Literature, Philosophy, Uncategorized, Yale
Tagged Adam Phillips, Borders, Boundaries and Frames, David Shields, Harvard English Institute 1992, How literature saved my life, Kathryn Hellerstein, literary criticism, literary theory, Nancy Miller, psychoanalysis
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First Blog of 2013: Victorian Chick’s Reflections on Happiness, Social Media and Elizabeth Wurtzel
“Happy is good. I’ve always been a fan of happiness.” –Marsha Mason to James Caan in Neil Simon’s Chapter Two. It’s been two weeks since my pre-NYE blog as I have intermittently been working on my monster blog for … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Fashion, Film, Literature, Relationships, St. Augustine, Uncategorized, Yale
Tagged chapter two, choices, Cliff Baldridge, daphne merkin, elizabeth wurtzel, facebook, feminism, friendship, gwyneth paltrow, happiness, harper's bazaar, hope Steadman, James Caan, Jewish, jezebel, Joe Bologna, katie baker, lynn beisner, marriage, Marsha Mason, mel harris, memoirs, money, New Years Eve, new york city, new york magazine, polly draper, private school, psychoanalysis, Role Reboot, secular jews, st. augustine, therapy, thirtysomething, yale
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Victorian Chick at the “Love Event” (Sheraton Gateway): Larry Loik, Life Coaches and Motivational Speaking
“How many tapes, books, CDs, DVDs have you bought to change your life, only to find that nothing changed?” –Larry Loik, Biggest Tony Robbins franchisee, entrepreneur, motivational speaker “Uh, none.” –Victorian Chick (aka anti-woo woo therapy snob) … Continue reading
Posted in Fashion, Food & Wine, Lifestyle, Relationships, Uncategorized
Tagged californication, counseling, dating, happiness, internet dating, larry loik, life coaching, maria simone, marriage, mental health profession, motivational speaking, psychoanalysis, psychology, sex, sheraton gateway, the love event, therapy
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Heading to LA: Thank You for Reading Me This Week (6 Blogs in 8 Days)/Lighthearted Reflections on Analysis, Massage, Chiropractic, Acupuncture, Al-Anon in the 1990s
I’m lollygagging since I awoke at 4 AM with the the bright moon shining like a laser beam through the windows of J’s master bedroom. I was already coughing a bit on and off but once the light pierced me, … Continue reading
Posted in Celebrities (Classy Ones), Family, Health & Beauty, Relationships, Uncategorized, Westlake School For Girls, Yale
Tagged al anon, breakdown at christmas, dating, depression, fantasy of intellectual man, lack of sex, memoir, OA, psychoanalysis, yale
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Sick in Santa Barbara on a Stunning Friday but Happily Ensconced in Book Nook With Book Reviews and Macbook Pro
Not a great picture of me but I am so absolutely in love with my book nook or “jolly corner” as a friend called it before I left for NYC/DC. I was in Kalorama (D.C.) a month ago today … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Food & Wine, Philosophy, Politics, UCSB, Uncategorized, Yale
Tagged autobiography, books, duke lacrosse scandal, emily dickinson, graduate school, henry james, liberal indoctrination, moments of being, nervous breakdown, parental relations, philip terzian, psychoanalysis, richard brodhead, robert pippin, samuel becket's company, skepticism, solitude, stanley cavell, the weekly standard, virginia woolf, wordsworth and the victorians, writing, yale english
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Decorating my Second Bedroom and Planning my Week in LA (Fall Film and Theater)
1. Plans for my Second Room/Garage (“Estate”) Sale Finds. Well my plan today was to go get some cash at Gelson’s as I had to cancel my ATM card. Nothing was charged but my wallet decided it did not like … Continue reading
Posted in Film, Food & Wine, Theater, Uncategorized
Tagged alan alda, beth henley, day drinkers, geffen theater, la theater, madame curie, marmalade cafe, molly ivins, one day, psychoanalysis, special treatment
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