Suzanne Moshenko

I miss bench seats in cars. To me, it is romantic when a couple can sit knee to knee next to each other while they drive. I suppose some trucks still have them, but I am talking about the old station wagons and sedans our parents drove. I remember my mom and dad picking me […]

We bought this garter snake for Emily last week. My Mom was mortified. Bottomline: I have yet another carton of insects I have to keep in my fridge.

A few more pictures and suggestions if you are, well, going to San Francisco. Every Anthropologie is not the same, each location has its own local flair. SF’s Anthro was sleeker (less crafty) and had more winter weather clothes then what is offered here in SoCal. A short trip always exaggerates the importance of every […]

I snapped this picture, much to the peril of my fellow freeway drivers, of this sign for Shea Homes’ “The Retreat” housing community. Now, I am all for suggestive advertising and have been a slave to it since I bought my first bottle of Sun-In hair product in 7th grade (…your laughing reveals you must […]

Larry is in the OC Register today, on Jan Norman’s Blog here.

http://suzannemoshenko.com/my-husband-larr/

A trip to San Francisco can be a little overwhelming if you don’t know your way around. One wrong turn and you are being proselytized by a shabby-looking Mary J. Blyth. I thought I might be able to help, just a little, but then again, maybe you really like Mary J. Blyth, in any form. […]

Things are slowly coming together for Elise’s outfit for the upcoming Broughton Quarterly. I have ordered this skirt from Made with Love by Hannah, Here. The next issue will have a vintage theme. I am trying to find a handmade or vintage sweater, so if you know anyone who makes these, please email me through […]

(I don’t like Mondays, Boomtown Rats)

Very, very quickly, we are back from San Francisco. We had a wonderful time remembering our life there. I lived there for nearly ten years and Larry almost thirteen. It really is a great city. I am glad I lived there when I was young (and could take all that hill walking.) I had my […]