I'm alive, still breathing, and back. I have moved into my apartment in San Francisco, finally established the internet, and in two weeks the sounds of A's baseball, Rachel Maddow, and little dog feet running across the hardwood floor will fill the house again. I am a step closer to normal, two weeks from having my husband back, and with some time things will be settled again...ahh.

In the meantime, back to basics, back to the things I love. I've missed staying up late, warm bubble baths, Cote Bastide soap, the smells of olive oil and garlic, drinking cheap table wine after 10pm, systematically scanning one fashion site after another for news, reading my French Vogue...ahh.

Anyways, I'm back in the game, just in time for Fashion Week to start.