It has occurred to me of late, there are two groups of people in the world – those who follow the “I can’t” path, and those who follow the, “Why can’t I?” path. For better or for worse, I happen to fall into the more extreme echelon of the latter classification, also known as...
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Having a travel memory. I’m 23. Living back east. My mom has come to visit me in NYC for her quarterly pilgrimage. We are doing the town. Shopping at Bendels. Afternoon champagne at The Oak Bar. Dinner at The Box Tree. The theater. Caviar at Petrossian. The works. Heady times, no question. Scanning through...
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I’ve been doing a lot of traveling lately. In the last month I’ve sailed on an ocean liner and watched my mom catch her first wave on Waikiki Beach as her surf instructor Panama, who also taught my grandmother to surf, cheered her on from the water. I’ve danced the hula to classic Hawaiian...
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Boy and his Bowls
Serving up my take on life one bowl at a time
Ramshackle Chic
An eclectic state of mind
An Indian Summer