Washington state is covered in a haze of smoke.  I stepped outside yesterday to walk the dogs and it felt like October, chilly, bleak.  This is not how I wanted to end my summer.  The theme to Game of Thrones is constantly ringing in my ears, “Winter is Coming,” and sooner than you think.

Oh.sweet.Lord. This is information that I wish I did not possess.  Smitten Kitchen has taught us all how to make individual tiramisus.  That’s not going to be a problem at all.

I’m not going to make ladyfingers, because I’m not a sadist (and my piping skills are not what they used to be).  Instead, I buy the soft lady fingers from Trader Joe’s.  And these great little bowls from Libbey make the perfect serving dishes, because the lids allow you to save some tiramisu for later.

I know! I typed that with a straight face.  Save some for later, whew, delusions are fun.

This BlankNYC “leather” jacket is one of those items that I saw one-second too late during the Anniversary Sale.  Thank goodness that they restocked.  I love the casual look of the removable hood.  The material feels nice to the touch.  And the hardware is good quality.

I picked it up in the dark green hue, and I really want it in all the colors now.  But I will settle for just the black, since most of my winter wardrobe is black.

I’ve had acne since I was 12, but blackheads were never really a problem.  A few here, a few there, but not so bad.  This summer, my nose is awash in them.  My usual blackhead strips were powerless to conquer them.  So I popped over to Sephora and picked up this Clinique self-heating blackhead extractor.

Apply the fine scrub to your nose, add a little water, and once it heats up, use the silicone tip to scrub.  After seven days, my nose was 90% cleared up.

There are so many #metoo stories: mine, yours, hers.  I’ve mostly avoided them, not because they don’t matter, but because I didn’t want to get desensitized to them.  I made a conscious decision to save my emotions for the women closest to me because they’re the ones who need them most.  But this #metoo story is different.

I listened to This American Life’s episode Five Women because I kept encountering references to it in other articles that I was reading.  Through a Kurosawa-like mix of flashbacks and recollections, the episode tells the story of a group of women who all worked for the same man and their reactions to the workplace harassment they faced.

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