Reflections on the small things, and the big ones, that impact our day-to-day lives.
When the dust settles
‘The passage of time may change the nature of relationships, keep us from sentimentalizing a past that has no real place in our present; but that thing called love, when it’s…
Mother Nature
‘I value every drop of water I drink or that cleanses my body in this Dust Bowl-like, multiyear drought. I recycle everything that I can, I buy sustainable vegetables and meat, and it…
Happiness is . . .
‘In the truest of all possible worlds, happiness is that thing that knows we’re part of a greater whole, interconnected.’
Every bag has its day
At the very beginning of The Museum of Innocence, Orhan Pamuk’s novel of obsessive love, the narrator buys his fiancée a designer handbag she’d spotted when they passed by a boutique the night…
In search of the perfect bag . . .
A lot of people believe in love at first sight—a pretty silly concept except when it comes to bags (and shoes). Okay, puppies, too. Earlier this year I stumbled on a beautiful olive…
Once upon a time . . .
During my post-college, single-in-the-city years, I almost never watched TV. Time spent alone in my Upper West Side digs meant time spent reading or listening to music—rock, classical, disco, jazz, whatever the mood…
