
Author: Alison
The eleventh child of an agnostic and a Jehovah’s Witness (See? No Catholic). I am a freelance writer, having stumbled upon this profession as a would-be fashion writer in Paris. I am peripatetic which means I can walk but choose to do so while wondering in three states and Paris. I have no permanent residence and write about my life, addiction, my sisters, Paris, my dog, and, oh, yeah, fashion.


Pandemic Pandemonium aka Where Are My Pants?

On Childhood Memories: That House on Palmer Drive

Inappropriate Thought Bubbles

Alcoholic or Aristocrat? My Failed Genealogy Research

Brenda’s Beaver and My Mullet

Dream Analysis: Virus Version

Here’s to the Humor-Seekers, the Hypochondriacs and the Hoarders

Self-Isolation. Yes, Please.
