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A-List Only

  • By Kate G
  • 21 Dec, 2016

Kate's Basic Tenet

My philosophy in all things is A-List Only . It may sound elitist when, really, it’s the intention with which I live my life. This philosophy means that everything in my space has been filtered to what best serves me--only the very best of everything for my look, body, mind and soul. No clutter. And I want to help you do the same. It’s what I teach and call “lifestyling.”


Lifestyle Tip :

If you put away seasonal clothes, make sure you only put a-list items back into your closet.  Pay attention to your initial response to each item emerging from storage.  Slow down and be mindful. If you don't wear something, hold it out to get ideas from an expert on different ways to style it, or go with your initial instinct and get rid of it. I find that with the things I say, “Oh, I'll give it one more season to see if I'll wear it” tends to be the thing that hangs untouched for another cluttered year.  

By Kate G 03 Oct, 2017
I'm staying in Alphabet City on the Lower East Side and it feels no different than it did when it's own brand of gentrification was just starting. Only now there's a Whole Foods! There are still roving bands of kids everywhere, all dressed up, texting and talking loudly late into the night. In fact, the energy and crowdedness on the streets and in the isles of stores and movie theaters deceives one into thinking it's much earlier than it is. As a friend so amusingly asked, "where ARE all these peoples' parents?"
Downtown is not the same bohemia it once was, though it is colorful and represented by every culture imaginable. It's a fantastic parade of clothes all over the city in general. High/low dresses in pastels with brown cowboy boots and jacket going into fall.  Beautiful heels with every conceivable outfit. Cute skirts and skinnys. Every color and shape of hairstyle... It's delightful eye candy everywhere.  But what shows up on my i phone camera? Guys. Guys wear clothes that fit. I'm struck by this every time I go to an urban area. No more SACKS on men. Thanks be to whoever. And believe me, there are lots of higher deities possible in this crowd.  
Roaming NY from midday to midnight doing all my thises and thats with a friend, we'd say, "look at that, oh, do you see what's coming down the street? Oh, that is so New York," all day long. And she lives here. Who could tire of it?
But today this same friend said something on the phone that struck me. Having watched me make my store purchasing choices through acres of clothes, jewelry, shoes, and bags at the Javitts Center, she wanted to know WHY I choose the things I do. To her it's fascinating and seems as if I have some intuitive insight into the future. And I realize my friends have always loved to watch me shop--and to get in on the benefit of my eye for them   in the process, of course. Funny, we don't stop to analyze the things we do naturally.
So what does constitute an eye? Though I do think some people are more visual than others, I think you can develop it. I believe I keep mine in shape. Like going to the gym. I really look when I'm on the street. I look deeply into the woods analyzing color when it just seems all gray and bare. I don't follow a program or system of dress. And I was trained. My mother was a painter and loved to people watch. She turned it into a family sport. And though I don't have her same taste in clothes (she'd occasionally lapse into the accepted pink and green of the country club uniform), I learned to look constantly. And about style and fashion, I try to see what's new, what's fun, and I go out on a limb.  
But mostly, I draw inspiration  from everywhere. And I inspire other people.  I go up to them and tell them how great they look, how cool something is...It's so much fun to give someone a little boost on their fashion statement. I encourage you to test it out.  
By Kate G 19 Sep, 2017
Staggering sleepily through the house at six this morning, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and registered shock. What I saw was this crazy, edgy hairdo, radiating a startling red. Against the cold New Hampshire light, it was clearly not natural hair color. It took me a second to remember just how this situation came to pass. I’d been to my guy yesterday in the city, a handsome Frenchman with an Italian name. When I got to his chair I said, do whatever you think. So this is the result. I’d seen this look on girls in cafes around town--strong color, urban, kind of Amelie-esque short bangs and other chopped pieces in unexpected places on top. And I remember vaguely noticing young stylists watching my progress through the salon. I always assume young women notice me in New York because I’m unlike other women my age, and there I was being remade into the edgy, urbanite around-town look. Now I realize I’d like to challenge my belief about the attention I get from them. Perhaps they watch because I’m unlike other women, period. I’m myself. I present a certain authenticity. This, attention to dress, and perhaps a bit of sangfroid give me my STYLE. And after all, to quote Simone de Beauvoir, One is not born a woman, one becomes one. And these girls are in New York after all and noticing what others are doing creates influence. They may be interested to see someone holding their own against the cultural tide or they may simply be interested.
This weekend my hostess recommended I read, French Women Don’t Get Facelifts,  noting differences between the old French idea of style and the preoccupation with youth in the US. I say, ‘old’ in that Americanization is global, and cultural differences are being erased. But it considers how women traverse the world of aging. (It would be a whole different kettle of fish if we lived in a world where you feel viable in your 60s and 70s on the street the way the author describes.) I realize I need the women that come to see me that have neither the preoccupation with perfection nor have drunk the kool-aid and given up. I love what my friend's mother said about doing the little things for your looks. You do what you can, when you can.
Ok, the hair is a little much--but temporary unlike other visual things I have to be a grown up about. And what WAS Vincent thinking? Is he a French man who still sees a woman as who she presents rather than an age? After all, would he have given me this trendy cut if I seemed all over-the-hill? Perhaps the author, Mireille Guiliano is right about style: A woman may forget she has it, but when she gets noticed, she’s reminded she does.
By Kate G 04 Sep, 2017
Lady Mary Crawley or her younger sister, Lady Edith?  Personalities which at their worst are, respectively, snobbish or victim; at their best, elegant, attractive, force of nature or--for a moment almost interesting.  
At one point in the last episode, Edith points out about a critical land agent on government assignment, “He’s not under Mary’s spell." Well, not   for   long ... Meanwhile, Edith herself, surrounded by four available young men, has not one of them attracted to her. And three of them are panting at Mary’s door. Why? What's the difference? We might make a case for the dowdiest dresses on earth, but in this case there’s a costumer to blame. In the pre-show commentaries, we keep hearing she’s not a victim, but aren’t you just waiting for Edith to break out?
Both women have life circumstances that are no fun, Mary with a baby and mourning her late, beloved husband killed in a freak accident, and Edith secretly pregnant by a married man gone missing. After Matthew's death Mary did something profoundly healthy. She stayed down in her grief so long, the world around her grew alarmed. But she stayed there til she was good and ready to emerge. Edith on the other hand seems to ride around with one foot on the brake: Sharp tongued, resentful and feeling second fiddle next to her Midas touch, older sister.  
Perhaps it seems I’m making a case for watching Downton Abby, where in fact, I’m making a case for beauty. I’m ready to jump at the screen and strangle Edith. She slumps, she whines, she lets them put her in dowdy colors, AND she has every right to do so. Her situation sucks. But I want her to make a decision. Beauty is a decision, right? She’s not even practicing her flirt on one of those cute guys, just for the heck of it--and for everyone’senjoyment. Mary does and she’s not even, “on the market." She’s made a decision to tackle life’s circumstances—and she does it with style. Do you notice the WAY the actress walks across the room? Slowly. Fluidly. In her body, and she glows in those royal colors. She knows men like her. Why? Because she does. She wears it on the inside. Edith's stuck in her sense of being unlucky, and there’s no glow. She is, as she fears, invisible.
By Kate G 17 Aug, 2017

LITTLETON—Many have noticed Art To Go’s iconic, red, folk art sign missing from its Main Street location where it has been for the past 22 years. In its place is a new sign, reading Kate Goldsborough Stylist . Its modern aesthetic says ‘new business,’ but at the base of Art To Go’s 22-year run was always owner Kate Goldsborough, and that remains a constant.        

  “Changing your name is big,” said Goldsborough. “Though I’ve been a consistently evolving retail store, this move signals a change from an emphasis on retail to one of individual styling. It’s difficult to be a cross over business, but Kate Goldsborough Stylist is the evolution of my abilities and proclivities.”

 Goldsborough’s training in hair, makeup, personal styling (clothing) and female empowerment addresses a person’s total being. Kate believes so many of us internalize the message that our value is overly attached to how we look. But ironically, sometimes we need a little jumpstart on our outer beauty in order to gather the momentum to work on our self-image.

As the store’s new window tagline states, “Styling from hair to footwear,” Kate Goldsborough Stylist continues its hair salon, makeup application, clothes and closet makeovers as well as the “Beauty is a Decision” online class, now in its third season.

  “So much of beauty is about having your own style,” explained Goldsborough, “and style doesn’t mean fashion, style means, ‘I choose to be who I want to be, presenting what I want to present.’”

The six-week online class includes six modules that help women step into a sense of their own beauty, feeling the way they want to feel in the world. The next class begins Sept. 12 and more information can be found at .

“My approach includes getting other women to join together on this journey,” noted Goldsborough. “ Beauty is a Decision offers a taste of the freedom the lessons provide, but we’re social creatures, and we require community to help maintain the momentum over time. It may sound like just another thing , but I use unexpected methods to achieve a mindset shift.”

  Kate intends to expand the salon by adding another stylist who fits their vision-modern and upbeat with an emphasis on the total picture. “Not only do we work on clients’ hair, makeup, and clothes, we help clients with attitude and well being if they need it,” explained Goldsborough.

To celebrate Art To Go’s evolution, Kate is hosting an open house on Thursday, Aug. 24 from 4 to 6:30 p.m. There will be food and wine from local businesses. The store is also continuing its half off boutique summer sale.

Kate Goldsborough Stylist salon and boutique is located at 85 Main Street in Littleton. For more information, visit , or call the shop at (603)444-3111.


By Kate G 10 May, 2017

Of course we hate being heavy in the spring when it’s time to jump into cute clothes. And of course we feel like attacking the problem; the spring-cleaning drive can hit every physical thing in our sights. Plus we hate feeling fat.

The idea of detoxing is as compelling as the need to lance a boil .

Some of us work in chemicals, some of us feel yucky, some of us are just feeling the need to vacuum and wash everything in sight. You hear about all these cleanses people do like drinking bentonite clay that can lodge in your intestines and juice fasts making you woozy and out of it… And some of them are downright dangerous. Our value is so attached to how we look- and the idea of TOXINS!- we just want to make it go away! But we can take this natural winter pudge and turn judgment on ourselves. I can spot a hair shirt girl from one end of my boutique to the other.

If you’ve ever done a fast where you got majorly sick, you’d never do it again.

Our bodies don’t eliminate toxins because something isn’t processing well. Like the liver. So you don’t want to yank them out and have them float around and lodge somewhere else. Like your brain. The only reason I can think why we’d make that dangerous move is if we don't know the truth about how it works.

There’s nothing like having “problems” to teach you stuff.  

On my trip to the Bahamas a couple years  I attended a talk on the gut villi and cried. You know you have a weird truth on your hands when you ball at a biology lecture. John Douillard, Deepak Chopra’s former cancer center director is riveting when he speaks. The cleanse he developed over years is the one I prefer .  It's a comfort to have a tried and true method that works--and is food based. 

Nature doesn’t grow dandelions for us to drink in our tea for nothing.

In the spring we want to clean out the pipes and detoxify, switching our food to things that are growing now. The object is to get the body to burn it's own fat. Eat spring veggies, low fat and light, dry grains such as rice, millet and corn. Lean meat and salmon are fine. And exercise!  

It's easier to just keep moving around the familiar track in the grocery store or   stick to a diet plan you have in your head .   But if you’ve done what the winter dictates, you ate plenty of grains, fats, meats and dairy. They are right for that season.  The gut responds to the same foods differently in different seasons. How much more proof do you need than that?


By Kate G 19 Apr, 2017


Do you get up super early for work?

Having to subway it to Brooklyn to teach high school at some outrageous hour of the morning ought to be outlawed. Mucking horse stalls in the pre-dawn for a living when rats play chicken with thoroughbreds? Been there, done it, and it can suck.  


Smart people recommend getting up early if you want to get a lot done. Really smart people say to have a morning routine. 

Anything like working and being back in school can play havoc with your stress levels. But as a habit, tearing out of the house with wet hair and a mug of Joe can have you behind the eight ball all day.


Surviving big stress times takes having a non-negotiable morning routine.

Hearing the words, non-negotiable means there’s probably some more pleasurable choice. Like having another cup of coffee, or sleeping more. Take deciding how you feel off the table. No time means not making time.


Feel like your life is running away without you?

Being in your beauty doesn’t necessarily mean prancing in an Irish Spring commercial. It can be feeling calm and energized for the day or just not plagued by stuck, hurt joints when jauntily loading up big-assed tires for your auto appointment.


People instinctively think don’t move it when something hurts .

Lifting out of your joints and lengthening takes pain away, and using your body weight like a dancer strengthens weak muscles. No more shuffling downstairs in the morning cause you can’t move anything from the hips down.


Do you have tools to focus you for your day?

Beauty is in your feelings of joy. Try Miranda Esmonde-White’s Classical Stretch. Her 22 minute, full body routines engage all 260 muscles of your body. Check it out on PBS.


Have to concentrate long hours?

A friend recently told the local bike store to sell him a cheap spin bike cause he was only going to use it once! 30-45 minutes of cardio daily will get your head in the game. Try listening to audio books from the library on the “Overdrive” mobile app to keep from suffering over it.


What do you want to make non-negotiable?

People find all kinds of different routines to ground the day.  Our own “Beauty Is A Decision” alum, Tatiana discovered the 15-minute “Everyday Yoga” in the Natural Detox DVD to be hers. Check it out here .  And you can read her testimonial about it here  (scroll down to testimonials from where you land).


Like this blog? Share it with a friend, and tell us about your routine in the comments below.

By Kate G 05 Apr, 2017

Here’s the thing. I can’t tell you I don’t do exactly what I’m telling you not to do. Especially as I’ve had my own hair drama in New York City recently…

I’ve been going to the same guy to get my hair cut for a long time. I went from wearing bobbed hair to super, edgy short to long rock and roll. And you know you have a cool cut when girls working in Soho comment. So it totally sucks when out of the blue you leave your salon upset.

For me it’s a big haul down to the city from NH, not to mention expensive to get a haircut. So when I was suddenly unhappy after a few years of it being an, oh-so-worth-it splurge, I hoped it was an isolated incident.

There was the time I was playing Aunt Eller in Oklahoma and had a bun that clipped to the back of my head. At one point during the run, I had to hit the trade show in NY.  I thought if I also got a little trim nobody would notice. I made it clear I only wanted a little shaping to tide me over. Suddenly, there were loud snip, snip, snips at the nape of my neck, and he’d cut off the back of my hair! There was a pretty big to-do at the theater, and for the rest of the summer I was the only actor onstage in a wig.

Recently I noticed my stylist showing off to the young female apprentices, and I felt as though I was just a head on a stick.

Pay attention when your peeps remind you how you felt after your last salon visit.

Whenever I show up in the city I always try to get together with my friend, Ayodele. When she says, “are you going to get a cut with your guy when you’re here? I know she means I shouldn’t. Because of the last time. And maybe the time before that… So when my long hair ended up with super thin ends, it was the last straw.

When we’re done, we women will dutifully give a tip, and like a date you can’t get shake off fast enough, ghost the offending party. I’m sure he never saw it coming.


Get recommendations by someone whose style you admire .

I’m not a Trip Advisor and Yelp kind of researcher, though I’m happy when people leave me reviews for the people who are. But I’ll ask strangers on the street where they got their great cut.

A lot of people sit themselves down in the chair and hope for the best. I mean would you let just any old surgeon operate on you without getting a clear idea of her reputation? And I don’t know about you, but I always find out whether a hotel has a history of bed bugs before I check in.

If products matter to you, find out what s/he uses.

If you care about socially responsible and healthy, find out about them up front. Like STDs, toxic products aren’t something you want to deal with after you’re invested.


Check out the vibe and be sure you feel “seen” by him/her during your consultation.

I remember my mother marching us all into an airplane while it was on the runway and interviewing the pilot before she flew with him. When she didn’t like what she got, she marched us right off again. Don’t you wish you were that gutsy? A new stylist expects you to vet them.


Do you sense s/he loves what s/he’s doing?

Check in with yourself here to see if you’re liking the experience. You deserve to. So don’t go unconscious as so many of us do when we’re already in the chair. 


Do you have a situation like I had and are far from us? Let us know, and we’ll support you long distanc e.   

Leave a comment below and tell us your experience. We'd love to hear from you and how you dealt with it. 


By Kate G 27 Mar, 2017

As a stylist, it’s hard to also be taken seriously as a writer, or health consultant or anything else. It doesn’t matter what you did before, how many credits you have in the bank of brainy endeavors, people will still label you as a merchant and a hairdresser. So the other morning as I listened to Charlie Rose interview the screen writer, Daniele Thompson, I’m noting how she carried the idea for her latest film in her imagination a long time after she’d come across the story about Cezanne and Zola being childhood friends, I’m taken in by the story of the two characters, I’m fascinated by her history as a successful writer of comedy not biography, and I’m noting how badly she’s styled for the show. Attractive woman, late sixties, classic French red nail polish, beautiful rings, cute haircut-- badly curled, resulting in hornlike curls on the top of her head, makeup too opaque in wrong color with too much blush in rust going too far down her cheeks, clashing with the sparkly lavender eye shadow and pink lipstick. Then not tying it altogether, there’s a rust colored top showing at her collar line. Still taking in all the details of the interview, I repair the situation. Shake out the curls, keep the nail color, lose the rust colored top, bring in a stronger red lip, and definitely wipe the blush and mismatching eye shadow. I wonder if I should contact her to help her out. Hmmm.


I’d love to talk with her about the casting as it was first in her mind that got turned on it’s head and many more questions that came up. But I know I’d be written off as a stylist only and not taken seriously. Maybe she’d be momentarily interested in my knowledge of her topic. Been there, done that through many photo styling and makeover sessions.


Despite what my friends think, as I process films, interviews, people, I’m not distracted. Every aspect of me is engaged. In this case, writer, researcher, film enthusiast, student of French culture, and stylist. But I’m pegged, as the latter like the backup singers in Twenty Feet from Stardom . I can’t turn off this visual brain of mine, nor can I quiet the writer in me.


So what to do if the world can’t fathom an intellectual stylist or a health coach that can do your hair, makeup clothes and turn you into a more authentic version of yourself? Do you have this dilemma? Are you what Marie Forleo calls a multi passionate entrepreneur? Yet you still believe the old rules of “find a professional direction and stick to it”?  Have courage. Notice your talents, accept them, and follow them. And it doesn’t have to be done perfectly. My path has hardly been smooth, but I've found my sweet spot. And if ever there were a time to break the rules, it’s now. And there is no age limit for it.  

Have you been pigeonholed?  Tell us your experience and what you did about it in the comments section below  .

By Kate G 09 Mar, 2017

I use NY as a practicing ground. Yes, I’m there for business and move purposely like most everyone else in the city. But this trip I set myself an unusual goal.

For each day in the city I kept a count of how many people I could hold eye contact longer than the norm, longer than is comfortable. You want to yank your gaze away like everyone else, and it took discipline. But soon it got to be kind of fun. I realized men who said hello in passing after extended eye contact usually had an accent and appeared more open to it than born and bred Americans. Women and men both were generous when I asked directions or engaged them for help of some sort. Millenials still say, “no problem” when thanked, and everyone seemed comfortable all mixed up in a big diverse group.

I practiced when I didn’t want to. Monday night, tired after a the trade show at the Javits Center, I would have been happy to huddle in a corner of Le Pain Quotidian with both hands wrapped around a cappuccino staring into space. But returning from a mini portrait shoot of an excellent hairdo across the room, an elderly man had seated himself in the chair next to mine uncomfortably close to my table. His hands shook. We didn’t speak. I studied him and after a while realized he probably didn’t have cerebral palsy. He seemed like a possible regular and maybe just quite elderly. I broke the ice.

As it turns out, we harbor the same desire-- to live in London. “Don’t make the same mistake I did,” he said. “I waited for things to fall into place, and now I’m 92 and it’s too late for me.” Talk about shaking you up. Ugh. I left both happy and unhappy with the extended results of my little experiment.

So, keeping my unexpected dinner partner’s admonition in mind, I did two things that scared the bejesus out of me. (I have some kind of decision-making PTSD and thought some practice was in order) Firstly, I decided with a new stylist to cut off my long hair or not , and secondly, to turn down a profound offer that had come my way, or not. Of course I took it to the 11th hour and had to decide both things at once. I was seated in the salon chair at my 4 pm hair appointment making that decision, and I had an end-of-day deadline for the other decision. I found myself shaking, both extremely turned on and about to cry.

The next day, as I headed for a table at a Grand Central café to enjoy my coffee sporting my new, sassy bob, another woman simultaneously headed for the same table. She indicated I should sit at a different table nearby. As I turned to the remote table indicated, she seemed to change her mind and said, “or you could sit here with me.” All practiced up now, I reversed direction and said, “don’t mind if I do.”

From our seating dance I knew this woman was comfortable taking charge, and by her hair, makeup, and dress, it was obvious she had her act together. When I shared the results of my eye contact game, I saw a spark of interest flash in her. Most of us are not unaware we drop our eyes and stay inside our heads. And my little game, beyond the scary fun of breaking social mores, produced a kind of two-day, full on engagement with the world she found interesting. I had had a heightened sense of being alive, of the fun many of us feel we’re missing somehow.

Acknowledging another’s presence means that we, too are acknowledged and creates a feeling of connectedness in the world. This attractive doctor had been working harder than most I’m sure, but I’m also sure she was glad she called me back to our café table. What do you think it was about me that changed her mind?

Join my six-week women's workshop, Beauty is a Decision and find out for sure. Read testimonials for it here .

By Kate G 23 Feb, 2017

“Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed down-stairs one step at a time.” Mark Twain.

What I hear all around me is people saying, “ I have to do such and such.” Now I know that thing is never going to happen the minute I hear have to  or should . They’re still hoping for the window fling. And a habit likes to stick like peanuts out of the packing crate.

Language is a powerful thing, so saying obligatory-type words to yourself is just another way to take a whip to your back—and the one thing no psyche needs is more of that. Keep it up and what you’ll get is rebellion.

When I want to make a habit change, I find a buddy and we do daily check-ins acknowledging all progress along the way. Remember it’s really hard to change in isolation. That’s why we exercise in a CLASS, and people get sober and lose weight in groups . We have the group to prop us up in our moments where we’d otherwise fall down on our plan.

We're pack animals. Find a mini pack and make a deal to be the leader and the follower. That is why they invented group text threads, isn’t it?

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