Thursday, January 24, 2019

Introducing Micheline, Style Expert for the Femme d'un Certain Age

Bonjour, mes amis!
I am so thrilled to introduce you to my dear friend, Micheline Tanguy!

Micheline is a true Parisian and a professional image consultant.  She’s especially gifted at helping the femme d’un certain age (that would be moi!) find her true style and flair.  And oh my goodness, she helps you get your confidence back again! 

I first met Micheline in 2011 when I was in Paris for the Bonjour, Happiness! book tour and honestly, she changed my life.  Yes, Micheline knows a lot about what colors look good on a woman, and how to walk properly, and carry yourself with grace and dignity.  But her gift goes far beyond that!  She knows all about savoir faire.  The art of living well.

Oh, yes, we all know that French Women enjoy the finer things in life and take the time to sip their café and observe the world around them.  However, Savoir Faire is also this very mysterious quality that comes from within you, and must be developed over time.

Since 1992, Micheline has worked with businesses all around the world, including New York (she speaks beautiful English) and of course, she has worked in The City of Light, Paris!

She trained in London and through her seminars and training programs, she has helped all sorts of business people develop their je ne sais quoi--from engineers to political figures (I'd ask for details, but she is very discreet, bien sur!)

Micheline was born on the windy and wild coast of Brittany, home of the most delicious seafood and oysters!  We met this past autumn just off the Rue St. Honoré at a lovely café where we enjoyed a coup de champagne.  It was the end of Fashion Week in Paris and we talked about style and beauty and the femme d'un certain age. Oh, and we took part in that great Parisian game of watching the theater of life!  It's been a number of years since Micheline joined my Ooh La La! Paris Tour and inspired my American and Canadian women friends to discover their own sense of elegance and mystery, but I know we have been forever transformed by her sage advice. 

If you'd like to find out more about dear Micheline, you can find her here:

And, if you want more charisma in your life, may I make one small suggestion.  Find an opportunity to celebrate something each and every day.  It can be something very small, such as an unexpected call from an old friend, or a pretty sunset.  But truly, I believe that celebrating those little happy moments will bring more your way.  

Au revoir for now, mes amis!  

Sunday, December 30, 2018

Bonne Année!!!

Happy New Year, mes amis!
Here's wishing you a spectacular 2019
filled with fun, laughter, good health, creativity, adventures, prosperity,
and joie de vivre!
Love, Jamie

Monday, December 24, 2018

Wishing you Happy Holidays!!!

Joyeux Noël

 Wishing you a wonderful holiday season and much joie de vivre in the New Year! Thank you for your friendship and all of your support this year during my Parisian Charm School book tour and launch. I am forever grateful!
Love, Jamie
P.S.  One of the things I'm also very grateful for this year is being a part of the Columbia County Sketchbook Club which has inspired me to take up drawing again!

Monday, December 10, 2018

Our New Winner!

Announcing the final winner of The Writers Toolbox Flash Fiction contest. Congratulations to Mary Pauer!!! 
She will receive a gift copy of The Writers Toolbox


Here's her lovely story, below, based on the prompt:
"Farming, it's sexy business."

I ride a John Deere 6420 – one of the few women who do. The rear tire and fender are higher than I am tall.  
I grew up in Bergen County, New Jersey, known for big hair, thick eyeliner, and black mascara. Snapping your chewing gum was optional.
Now I ask myself why I am living on a farm. I love the immensity of the land, the feel of my feet sinking in soil, the aroma of rain. I love messing with the tractor’s gearshift and the power take-off, which urges the implements to do what they do.
            Augers, bush hogs, box graters, rakes. Now, roll the sounds of crowfoot packer in your mouth and look behind the tractor as I lap the land contouring a pattern as precise as a quilt.
Other people drive, we farmer-women ride.
And we wear cut-offs and cowboy boots and mow the fields while gulls chase down the furrows.
And we push back potato-chip rolled straw hats, and wear Oakley sunglasses and Carhart jackets.
When I need a part, I drive, (not ride) up the road a piece to the John Deere store, and talk to my mechanic, knowledge glowing from my lips. I mention the crowfoot packer because I love the poetry, and its dust prints looking as if I’d danced a conga line in my stiletto heels.
Farming - you work in a man’s field yet you are of the earth, planting and harvesting, sowing and reaping, riding your sexy John Deere green.   
--  Congratulations to Mary Pauer!!!!
 This is our last flash fiction contest for the year, but please know you can always buy a copy of The Writers Toolbox on line.  It makes for a great holiday gift for anyone who likes to write or tells stories or does improv!  

Monday, November 12, 2018

And the winner is....

Announcing the first winner of The Writers Toolbox Flash Fiction contest. Congratulations to Kim Dicico!!! 
She will receive a gift copy of The Writers Toolbox

Here's this week's prompt for the flash fiction contest.  Write a 250 word
story based on this sentence:  
"She was skating on thin ice, that's all I can say." 
Please email your flash fiction entry to me at  by Saturday, November 17th at midnight.  And have fun!
I will announce the winner on Sunday or Monday.

And now, here's Kim's flash fiction based on the prompt: The way Herb defrosted the refrigerator: 

(Untitled by Kim Dicico)
My neighbor, Nora, sat in my kitchen complaining for the seventh time about how her husband, Herb, was defrosting his 1947 Kelvinator refrigerator again. That powder-blue eyesore in his “man cave” had doubled their electric bill and rattled ceaselessly every night. “But it keeps my Pepsi so cold!” Heʼd whine.
“You need to unload that fridge,” I said, “and Herb. Heʼs done nothing but waste money on toys and get-rich schemes since being laid off.” I poured us fresh coffee.
Nora stirred in another scoop of sweetener, “My father said I shouldʼve found a sugar daddy, not a husband. He was right.”
I nodded my agreement. “You can divorce him.”
“Thereʼd be alimony. Heʼs cheaper to keep.”
I handed her another cupcake. “Have you though about poison?” I smiled. “Sure,” Nora laughed, “but how do I go about it?”
“Do you think heʼd like these cupcakes?” I asked.
“If they were frosted with chocolate.”
“Heʼs still smoking, right?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Youʼll see.”
I broke open ten cigarettes from my pack then dumped the tobacco and a cup of water into a pot to boil. Twenty minutes later l mixed that strained slurry in with coca, milk, and sugar.
“Give him these tonight.” I presented her with two cupcakes filled and iced with my special chocolate frosting. “Throw the plate in my trashcan on your way out. And you must go out. You wonʼt want to witness what happens.”
Her eyes welled with unshed tears. “Thank you, Abbey.”

Sunday, November 4, 2018

The Writers Toolbox Annual Flash Fiction Contest!

Announcing my annual flash fiction contest!!! 
Write 250 words (maximum) using this prompt from The Writers Toolbox

Send your entry to me at no later than midnight on 
Friday, November 9, 2018
for a chance to win a gift copy of my little creation, 
The Writers Toolbox!
I will announce the winner on Sunday, November 11, 2108
 and give you a new prompt and chance at winning. 
Good luck and have fun!!!! 

Monday, October 22, 2018

Meet a French Artist

Truth is, I'm not much of an artist, but I loved drawing and painting as a child and thanks to my local Sketchbook Club, I've taken up the pen (and pencil and paintbrush!) once again.

And so, it made sense that while I made my annual pilgrimage to France a few weeks ago, I would take a class with Edwige Mitterrand who teaches classes called "Meet a French Artist."

I visited Edwige in her spectacular studio in the Montmartre right by the famous Moulin Rouge with the red windmills.  Just walking into her studio, I felt inspired.  She works in an 18th century building with a dramatically high ceiling, filled with light.  It originally belonged to the famous French orientalist painter, Jean-Léon Gérome.  Here's his famous 1890 painting, "Pygmalion and Galatea".

Just knowing this famous painter lived here, makes you feel inspired!  Edwige herself is a joy to meet.  Honestly, I could have spent my time just listening to her tell amazing stories of her life in Paris and Normandy, her childhood, her family, her love of art.  I could have just spent my time looking at her beautiful paintings of Parisian life.  They're so enchanting!

Still, she got me painting!  (I have never used acrylics--only pencil pen and the occasional water color) but Edwige just gets you going.  There's no time to second guess or get scared you're doing this wrong. 

You just go!  You paint.

And voila, you have a little painting.  I do believe I could not think of a better souvenir to bring home from Paris.  And I'm not just talking about the little painting, but the entire experience.  So enchanting!

If you'd like to take a class with Edwige (which I highly recommend) you can find her on her website, Meet a French Artist.  She teaches private and group lessons in two locations in Paris and at her beautiful country home in Normandy. 

And if you'd like, you can email me and I will make introductions.  Au revoir, for now!