Letting Go-A Rebel in Sparkly Sandals

March 22, 2011 by - 11 Comments

There was this girl. Let’s call her Bitsy. Bitsy was the young woman my middle class self always wished she had been. Moneyed. Athletic. White-blonde, and very lightly freckled. East coast-educated, sorority-bred. Brilliant taste in clothes. Rarely wore more than one or two pieces of jewelry, and never carried a purse–only her wallet.  She didn’t …Read More