Fashionably Late!

Fashionably Late, An Introduction




Late has always been a word associated with me, or at least it accurately describes my arrival time. My most infamous tardy came with my projected birth date: July 22nd. I was delivered two days later, arriving fashionably late to the family and squarely in Leo instead of Cancer. I’ve put all those lovely Leo characteristics to good use as I thoroughly enjoy fashion, warm temperatures and the finer things in life, however, with all good things come a challenge or three, namely: my inability to be on time, a tad bit of arrogance and my desire to keep all nonsense and drama to a minimum.



In my opinion, most things are best kept cut short: nail, skirt and dress lengths, hair appointments, awkward conversations, sloppy kisses, American Idol winners careers (Fantasia, the exception,) but especially bad relationships. In fact, I’ve recently ended one—late of course—divorcing well after the marriage went out of style. Simply put, he is an opposite, and if you know anything about us Leos, you know that we need be complimented, not challenged.



I want to be honest with readers, so I admit that I’ve not always made the best choices especially as it pertains to my love life, but fashion-wise, I always know what looks best. In fashion I follow my instincts and it always works in my favor.



Perhaps we have an opportunity here— I will incorporate my fashion sense into my love life and make better mate decisions, following my intuition and feeling my way to the best match as easily as I can locate the perfect pair of shoes—with your help, of course! Join me, be my sounding board won’t you, as I make my way around the dating scene after a decade long hiatus, where I will arrive fashionably late to the parties, events and dates in and around Chicago. I’ll highlight WHAT I wore, WHERE I wore it, WHO I saw, HOW late I arrived and WHY I would (or wouldn’t) go back. But in the end, my decisions are mine and you don’t have to agree with them, but you must respect the fashion!

Regards,
Andrea

I'm Back!

The bug is going around—it’s that time of year! I’m putting pen to paper and then fingers to keys with this blog. I always return to the pen—I can’t help it, it’s in my blood. It’s the one thing I do and enjoy it every time and miss it when it’s gone (kind of like making love in that it’s a passion and it fuels my soul…you get the picture) I’m back.


I decided not to create a new blog. I like this concept, “Regarding Andrea” for a number of reasons. It’s truly reflective of my life the past few years. I’ve put myself in regard and studied the woman inside and out…and I know her better now than anyone else, so who better to Regard Andrea? Besides, I didn’t really give it a proper chance, did I with, what, 10 posts if that.

I’m going to start with a column I wrote awhile back that was published (I own the rights) that I really enjoyed. It was called, Fashionably Late, and it focused on my post-divorce life in Chicago. Of course, I still lived north, but most of my escapades took place in the city. These days, wonderful, exciting things happen in my backyard, so the commute is moot!

This should give you a little taste of my mindset, what it was, and what it is now. Let’s see what has changed—especially since I’ve raised my vibration (something I’ll post about later…promise!)

So sit back, relax, read—and definitely share your thoughts!



Regards,

Andrea