Heloise, America’s best-known homemaker, has a dirty little secret: she hates to clean house. If you hate it too, she’s convinced that you need her more than ever.
In eight square blocks of Nuevo Laredo you can sample a cactus taco, hone your bargaining skills, and buy the best Christmas gifts on the border.
Part of it was my fault. But I insist on sharing the blame with Tommy Tune, Judi Buie, Dan Jenkins, Mort Cooperman, Dandy Don Meredith, New York Daily News gossip columnist Liz Smith, a terrible—and now mercifully defunct—restaurant called the Dallas Cowboy, numerous Texas-based kicker-pickers like Willie Nelson, Jerry
Once upon a time the His and Her Gift reflected a Texas that was extravagant and maybe a little gauche. Now the gift is no less extravagant, but it’s a lot less, well, innocent.
Today’s cowboy can thank Hollywood designers for the shirt on his back.
For a perfectly decorated tree, call Tom Osborn. But only if money is no object.
Up for sale in Dallas, the Shanbaum house boasts a whopping 28,000 square feet and what may be Texas’ most comprehensive collection of sixties and seventies kitsch—along with a $2.75 million price tag.
Whether it’s made of straw or ermine, this is the cowboy hat.
Ever since LBJ’s gold Rolex appeared next to his gall bladder scar in news photographs, Texans have been buying the pricey timepieces by the carload.
In the sixties a small company in Medina produced a wooden box decorated with rhinestones. It became a Texas tradition.
In a glass-and-steel world of Houston skyscrapers, there was nothing like an art deco obelisk or a pink Gothic cathedral until architect Philip Johnson.
Wearing one won’t make you a real live cowboy, but it sure will brand you as a modern Texan.
The long afternoons of the best friend the rich women of Houston have ever had.
Out of Texas’ ragbag history came the patchwork quilt, the product of cold winters, isolated homesteads, empty pocketbooks, and fertile minds.
String the lights, hang the tinsel and the expense. It’s Christmas and the decorated homes of Texans are second to none.
Was the partridge in a pear tree you gave last Christmas not fully appreciated? Our sensational gift ideas will save you this year.
Who’s who, and who’s doing what to whom: a brief guide.
What you won’t see from Dallas designers is lots of froufrou. What you will see is a look tailored for the working woman.
Welcome to Houston, the cutting edge of architecture. The local boys are turning a gentlemen’s profession into a business, the stylish out-of-towners are creating a new aesthetic, and neither group is filled with admiration for the other.
Wait! Don’t buy that gas-slurping motorboat and energy-squandering food processor for Christmas. We modestly propose some thrifty alternatives.
When machine-printed polyester or rayon won’t do, consider the work of Texas’ top textile artists.
When buyers and sellers converge on Dallas’s Apparel Mart for a week-long orgy of fashionable commerce, high style and discriminating taste confront the cold reality of the bottom line.
Welcome to Highland Park, a small town right in the middle of Dallas where the living is easy and time stands still.
There’s no Christmas like a south-of-the-border Christmas, with gift ideas to match.
Texas’ most glamorous mall has all the comforts of home and then some. So why not move in?
Whether you have $2 to spend or $25,000, our Christmas gift selections show how to have a wonderfully indulgent holiday.
Architect John Staub, the forgotten genius of River Oaks, transformed a few nondescript Houston streets into Millionaires’ Row.
Houston welcomes a classy Paris fashion designer with a rootin', tootin', ripsnortin' wild West show.
Six Texas artisans are busy putting the craft back in craftsmanship.
She learned the truth about selling cosmetics. Her customers didn’t want to buy products, they wanted to buy dreams.
Holiday gift ideas with a true rustic flavor.
The newest style of manly hatwear.
At the top, a good family helps, clothes help, manners help, the right friends help, but nothing helps like money.
Years ago, kids used to play pioneer with Lincoln Logs. Today grown-ups are playing pioneer—only with real log cabins.
“Plastics,” the man whispered to Dustin Hoffman in ‘The Graduate,’ and plastics—transformed from junk into art—it is.
Now for something completely different: a house that’s not rectangles or squares.
How we learned to stop worrying and love the fifties.
The world is full of monuments to art—but how many can you live in?
Who is Roger Horchow and why is he doing these terrible things to our Christmas budgets?
What do you do when you have more paintings than walls to hang them on?
Fans: lovely to look at, delightful to feel.
When is a wall not a wall? When it's a work of art.
A Texas farmhouse relives those thrilling days of yesteryear.
We walk the line for you—from Matamoros to Juárez—to bring you the best of Mexican shopping.
Texas fashion is not exactly a rags-to-riches story.
We invite you to look our gift guide in the mouth.
Especially for sorority sisters.
If the boot fits, wear it.
From alpha to omega, you can’t tell the sorority girls apart without a scorecard.
Some rugged individuals are called to the carpet.