alexandra mosca
-
Summer Perfumes 2026 – Scents That Carry Us into the Season
With summer on its way, it feels like the perfect moment to start thinking about the fragrances that will carry us into the season. There’s something about this time of year that invites a quiet kind of anticipation – a sense that we’re stepping toward lightness again. Fresh and fruity scents abound, as do old…
-
Women in Funeral Service: Breaking Barriers Together
An article I read recently about the growing visibility of women in funeral service gave me a deep, unexpected sense of satisfaction. It hasn’t always been that way. For so long, a woman’s face in this profession was a rarity, and the idea of young women entering the field with the support of other women…
-
Breaking the Mold: The Rise of Midlife Women Bloggers
Blogging once felt like a niche corner of the Internet, but midlife women transformed it into something far more powerful. They’ve built spaces rooted in style, substance, humor, and the kind of wisdom only time can teach. Their blogs mirror their lives: thoughtful, expressive, grounded in experience. And as social media grew, they expanded their…
-
Finding My Favorite Spring Scent at Bloomingdale’s
My day job has been relentless lately, so having a rare day to myself felt like an unexpected gift. After knocking out a few pressing errands, I slipped into one of my favorite places — Bloomingdale’s — and immediately felt my shoulders drop. It was so enjoyable to wander through the new spring clothes, especially…
-
Barnes & Noble: My Secret Gift‑Shopping Haven
Shopping for gifts at Barnes & Noble isn’t just for book lovers—though it’s absolutely that, too. I’ve always loved whiling away an afternoon there. Bookstores and libraries are two of my most cherished places, not only because I’m a voracious reader, but because they offer the thrill of discovery, the hush of shared curiosity, and…
-
40 Days of Giving: My New Lenten Practice
Every year since childhood, I’ve given up something for Lent. It’s a small test of willpower, a quiet statement of commitment—though I’ll admit it can veer into the self‑serving. Once, on the way to a funeral, my hearse driver and I were talking about what we’d each given up. I said pasta and chocolate, two…