Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

I woke up at 4:15 this morning to drive a friend to the airport. It was dark out and sheets of rain were falling from the sky. About 20 minutes into the ride, I thought it best to pull over; the only thought in my mind, making it home and back under my covers in one piece.

Thankfully, I returned safely and without incident- but instead of going back to bed, I showered, put on a pot of coffee, unloaded the dishwasher, and got the kitchen clean and ready for the preparations.

Now, a few hours later, I'm wrestling a slumber-like fog with a fury because I just can't bear missing a second of this day. It is truly my favorite holiday. No matter the circumstance, where or with whom I have spent it over the years, that distinct tranquility and awareness of how obscenely Blessed I am- remains constant. Have a Safe and Happy Thanksgiving Day!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

I had to.

The fit is remarkable, the details are thoughtful and the craftsmanship is exquisite. Frankly, I consider this shoe a public service- And that is precisely how I reasoned that I would be doing both myself and my wardrobe a significant disservice if I didn't promptly rush them home with me. They will be making their debut on the dawn of my 30th year of life :)

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

One Candle

Today my heart is celebrating ONE Glorious Year of the Brilliant and Luminous Spirit that is my Godson Marcus. Happy Birthday Baby!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Along came Big Bear. . .

This spontaneous getaway was a welcome respite from the storm of emotion and apprehension that I've tossed on over an impending milestone. In less than 2 weeks, I will be 30 years old. The elevation and shock of cool winter air gave me what I had been praying for. . . levity and a little perspective.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The leaves and rocks and trees are calling me. . .

I must go to Cape Porpoise, Maine for a visit. A lovely member posted pictures of baskets filled with leaves and twilight time on the rocks near the water and I felt the urge to clock out, race home and pack every hat, scarf, and argyle sock I own.

In February, I bought a cozy jacket. The hood is lined in faux fur. When I pull it over my head, I can't really hear anything so I'll have to turn and shift to keep a dialogue, but I adore it. I live in Southern California where the weather has never permitted its debut but I think I'll keep it anyway and wear it in Maine.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

New York Post Reports. . .

Anna Wintour's contract at Condé Nast is about to expire, the New York Post reports, and sources say she's considering retirement. In addition to Vogue, Anna oversees Fashion Rocks, Teen Vogue, and Men's Vogue. However Fashion Rocks just went into hiatus and Men's Vogue was recently whittled down to a mere two issues a year. "She feels she's done it all and had enough. She has been putting out feelers to intimate friends recommending a possible replacement to S.I. Newhouse. She's so tired out, she just let Men's Vogue close instead of fighting for it," a source tells the Post.

Wintour turned 59 earlier this month. Former Vogue editor Grace Mirabella left the magazine at 59, having been edged out by Anna, who's now helmed Vogue for twenty years. With all the budget cuts at Condé and Vogue's flagging newsstand sales, now might not be a bad time to bow out. All the same, wouldn't a perfectionist like Anna want to leave on a high note? We don't want to see her go because we're obsessed with her, and though the world's other Vogue editors who have been rumored to replace Anna are fierce, none are nearly as fearsome.
Besides, what would Anna do without Vogue? Languish in her house on Mastic Beach? She is expanding the gym and adding a new garage out there. She could just work out all the time. And impress Roger Federer with her guns.