Blame it on my impending motherhood and a greater-than-usual sense that I need to be tapping into my inner Earth Mother and gathering bits of wisdom from the universe, but lately I’ve been looking…
James and I have finally fully moved into our new attic apartment. The boxes are unpacked and long gone, but there’s still all of the usual fussing to be done. We’re deep into what I like…
When it comes to bags, I’m more or less a monogamist. I’ve never been one of those women whose closet is jammed full of bags to match shoes and belts and special occasions. I…
You probably already know this about me: I’m a beauty aisle hand wringer. I’m the woman in Duane Reade frowning at mile-long ingredient lists and struggling to decode them in search of a perfect…
It’s January and along with my desire to slough off my dry winter skin, I have a more general yearning for a fresh start. In my particular quest for newness, I’ve turned more than…
Over the long weekend, James and I enjoyed daily walks along the beach in my hometown. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of the way the wintertime sun shines golden on the marsh grass…
I’ve been all about scents lately. Proof here, here, and here. Beyond just wanting things to smell nice, I’m totally preoccupied with how tangled up with memories scents can be. As a kid, my…
julia rothman‘s new book, farm anatomy, is the kind of book you just want to curl up with. add a woolly blanket, a mug of tea, and a fresh-out-of-the-oven cookie and you’ve got the…