As a somewhat self-hating cowgirl, I felt like a poseur when I threw on my denim skirt, turquoise earrings, and the toe-pinching, dun-hued Tecovas that had been gathering dust in a corner of my bedroom. But my husband and I were bound for Tilman Fertitta’... See more
Maybe it was the airy, minimalist lobby or the perpetually beaming staff dressed in flowy white garments or the beaded, logo’d bracelet slipped onto my wrist at check-in—a.k.a. my room key—that made me feel like a cossetted newborn but also like I had sig... See more
Last February, a Silicon Valley émigré named Joe Lonsdale looked out the window of his Austin office and did not like what he saw.
There on the lawn of the exquisitely restored mission-style building that housed the Cicero Institute, a public policy nonpr... See more
I’m sure there are a lot of folks who will only attend Oscar Wyatt’s funeral to make sure he’s dead. The Houston oilman, who died Wednesday at age 101, made plenty of enemies.
In the seventies, the questionable business practices of his company, Coastal S... See more
