P WAS telling me about a terrible tragedy involving an uber-wealth couple who had it all. He was in real estate, and she was an lifestyle influencer who ran an Instagram account showcasing their vast wealth, traipsing between Manhattan and the Hamptons, and their home in Miami.
THE CITY IS ALREADY beginning to get a little quiet, for it would seem that many have already left on...
. . . hello! it’s lovely to see you again — how was your weekend? here, there was much, much...
ON SUNDAY, we awoke early (for a change) to visit the famous flea market that is usually held at the grand...
I FINALLY finished Little Women and understand now while it did not end satisfactorily. Louisa May Alcott had written it for money, at the request from her publisher (and a little nudge from her father), and she apparently did not enjoy the process. She also wanted the main character, Jo, to remain unmarried, but at the time (1868–69), this was not possible and the character had to be married off.
THIS WEEKEND WE watched two films: Knives Out (Rian Johnson, 2019) and Marriage Story (Noah Baumbach, 2019) and both were really good. Knives Out was fast-paced and funny and great fun to try to figure out, while Marriage Story was deeply moving and heartbreaking and made me cry several times.
. . . hello! monday, monday and a new week, and despite the weekend not being quite as quiet as...
“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.“ —...
ON FRIDAY WE fit in all of summertime in a day. We pedaled to our favourite pub on the Thames and managed to find a much-coveted seat on the lower dock, right next to the water.
THERE is a word in Greek—meraki, (pronounced may-rah-key) that translates to “essence of yourself.” There is no English equivalent, but it means doing something with soul, creativity, or love; to put something of yourself into your work.
. . . hello again! . . . monday, monday, and after a perfect weekend of astonishingly spectacular autumn days...
IT IS BRIGHT AND CHILLY today, and we’re spending some time catching up on work at a café. We’re seated at the window with the winter sun shining through, sipping our cortados watching the world go by through the glass, elderly ladies in long camel coats and men in suits in a hurry. The emails have been piling up and there are too many things on our to-do lists to keep track of, but soon it will be the holidays and time off for a little while. Time for collecting ourselves and our thoughts and to reflect on the year gone by; time for midday glasses of cava and oysters at our favourite place at the mercado and for musing about the places we’ll travel to in the new year. There are new projects and plans for the year to come, but for now, we’re dreaming through these last lingering days of the year.
. . . hello! after a busy & lovely weekend, a [very] late start here, and how are things? the...
. . . impossibly romantic lace pantsuits, belted trenches and sheer lacy skirts to begin the week . . .