Thursday, June 14, 2018

Official Trailer for my Youtube Channel


I have officially launched
Hillbilly Debutante: Adventures of an Aging Beauty Queen

with a YouTube channel and all......






If you click on this...it will also take you to the next video which explains how I got my silly nickname, "Hillbilly Debutante."


Thursday, June 7, 2018

An ALL DAY party!

And THIS is what I wore!


Actually, the last 4 YEARS here in Texas has been a great big, beautiful, fun, party!!

It may sound CrAzY, but I feel like I've been on vacation since I moved here.

I'm always discovering something new, meeting interesting people and making new friends.

THANK YOU TEXAS for welcoming me with your open arms!!

Now....let's CELEBRATE!


Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Happy Anniversary, Texas!!

Four years ago (June 7, 2014), I threw a duffel bag packed with about a months worth of clothes in the front seat of my bright yellow Mini Cooper, 3 pair of cowboy boots in the floorboard and coaxed Sally, my black lab into the back.

I then put pedal to the medal and headed west to pursue my dreams.
Texas!
1,217 miles.

I had no plan when I got there other than to write more books. 
No house to go to. No one to stay with.
 Nothin' but a big ol' dream.

I literally cried big fat tears when I saw that 'Texas' sign and I crossed over the border.
At last - HOME.

I ended up in the town of Rowlett which sits on the banks of Lake Ray Hubbard and is about 15 miles east of Dallas.
My husband's cousin lives there and a friend from back in Virginia had introduced me (via Facebook) to the towns Mayor, so I thought
 'why not'?

For one whole month, until I could find a house, Sally and I lived in a cramped hotel room (shoutout to Interstate 30 LaQuinta - Whoop!) My daughter and her family moved to Dallas and I stayed with them for another few weeks while I waited for my move-in date (about 3 weeks).

It took two and a half years to fix up that rat-trap of a house, which I enjoyed every minute of, by the way.
My readers lovingly dubbed her 'Hillbilly Hacienda'
I was able to sell her for a decent profit and buy my dream cottage where I am now.

TEXAS -
You've been my best adventure yet!

The love affair continues -
Happy Anniversary to us!






Thursday, May 31, 2018

My Obssession with ripped and tattered jeans



(I guess it's safe to say I'm a truck girl)

Younger people love my style.....older people? Not so much. I mean - you should see the reaction to me at a DAR or Colonial Dames Meeting.
(Can you sing 'one of these things is not like the other'?)

I guess it started during high school when girls could start wearing pants to school. I've always been one to kind of push the envelope so since I spent my time with horses when I wasn't in school, I just wore my 'uniform' of cowboy boots and jeans. While the 'cool girls' were into psychedelic bell bottoms, I wore my Levi's with the knees worn thin, and if my mom didn't catch me before I walked out the door I'd throw on one of Dad's t-shirts that hit me right at the knee. IF she caught me then I'd put on a what I thought was a cute colored t-shirt. And of course back then that wasn't a cool ensemble.

Reality struck hard when I got out in the 'real world' and had a job and I couldn't just wear what I wanted. Not only that, but I was married to a man in politics (still am) - and there was DEFINITELY a dress code for the Washington Wives (a la Jackie Kennedy).

But anyone that knows Kathie, knows there was a  big, huge, non-comforming rebellious side bubbling to come out.

And come out she did. 
I have often been dubbed the 'bad-a** girl of fashion' and I guess it's true. One day on Facebook, there were a few ladies that were lamenting (we call it 'belly-achin' where I come from) the fact that they'd paid $400 for an event and some '40-somethings' DARED to wear jeans. (And these weren't even 'my' kind of jeans - these were nice well-fitted, designer jeans that cost an arm and a leg and their firstborn).

I am well past the 40-something age, but you KNOW the next event I went to I wore a pair of my signature ripped jeans. I wore them proudly with a luxurious jacket and these cool, sparkly boots. 



So....I still didn't really answer the question so many ask about my jeans....

I guess at the end of the day, it's about being at that beautiful age that I can wear whatever I want and I don't care about anyone else's judgment. Maybe that's the underlying motivation - that I am tired of society judging people -especially women- by the way they dress...what they drive...how they make a living.

Hmmmm.....who knew there was such psychology behind a pair of jeans?




Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Me, wanting just one more day


Deep in thought....wishing I could have just one more day before my week starts.


I hate it that time seems to pass so quickly....
so this summer I have promised myself to stop and just take it everything in....
to be more aware of my surroundings....


to spend more time in my garden with my roses....


and hydrangeas....

But most important, I made a promise to not feel like I have to go to everything....

to slow down and enjoy the long, hot, sunny, beautiful Texas days of summer.