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May is the perfect month to pay tribute to all the moms out there who birth us, raise us, teach us, care for us, cheer us on, laugh with us, cry with us, put up with us, listen to us complain, thoughtfully remind us to do things, and send us money. Thanks!
 

One of the biggest reasons why I love Kansas City is because it’s vast and unique. Each area or “neighborhood” — from Johnson County to Midtown to the Northland — is so special and distinctive that I like to think of visiting these places as mini-vacations.

Spring is finally on the way and that means welcoming crisp fresh air and warm sunshine back into our lives. It also means we’re coming clean!
 

Until I tried on a beaded, ivory brocade Jessica McClintock dress a few years ago (it caught my eye as I made my way through a clearance rack at Dillard’s), I had never given much thought to getting married or what I would wear if I ever decided to. Now I was imagining holding a bouquet and walking step-together-step-together down the aisle. Would my hair be up or down?

I kind of hate January. Not to be a Debbie Downer, but it’s a decoration-less, fun holiday-less, drab month. It’s boring, cold and gray. However, I’m learning to recognize it also has some redeeming qualities. It’s the perfect time to reflect on the year gone by and the year ahead. Time to start over with a clean slate.

This is my favorite time of year. Not so much the chill in the air or the fact that it gets dark way too early for my liking, but the heartwarming feeling of being home with my family, enjoying comfort food and doing lots of baking. No other season can compare to the days between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Eve.

Kansas City is filled with eclectic women from all walks of life, from women who volunteer and are dedicated to helping others to women who are busy raising families to women who are running their own companies. Artists, entrepreneurs, philanthropists, teachers, leaders, mothers.