My older daughter has lately been watching all the oldies that formed my aesthetic in my youth. She was watching Breakfast at Tiffiany's for the fifth time, and just like clockwork, as soon as Holly searches for Cat among the trash cans in the rain, I began to cry on cue. I don't know what it is about that scene that always gets me. Maybe it's the song Moon River that crescendos in as she picks up Cat and looks lovingly over at Joe. Maybe it's the romantic notion that I still hold on to that love conquers all. Maybe it's realizing that the fairy tale ending doesn't always materialize. What does happen to Holly and Joe after they find Cat?
Lately I've been traveling a lot. In my head. I like to imagine moving my brood to London for a spell and living a more civilized life style. The next day I find myself looking at ranches and farms on line in Northern California rather than researching a topic. I then will search the New York Times real estate section. I have to stop and ask myself what am I running from? Myself? Just the mere pain of being sensitive and romantic in a dog eat dog world perhaps. Speaking of romantic have you seen Moonrise Kingdom? A beautiful story with an incredible soundtrack that proves wonder and sweetness does exist and can flourish.
This month I am so excited to be partnering with Eileen Fisher on a few posts. Fisher is the pioneer of sustainable fashion in the way Alice Waters is with food. I also continue as guest editor on Chalkboard Magazine. This week we meet the green pioneer Zem Joaquin, read a piece by the incredible activist and physicist Vandana Shiva, reunite with Hayley Starr, cook a delicious vegan Thanksgiving dish and more! I am so grateful this Thanksgiving for all of you: "Two drifters off to see the world, there's such a lot of world to see. We're after that same rainbow's end, waitin' 'round the bend. My huckleberry friend, moon river and me . . . ."
