Elizabeth Duvivier 
Sure, the uber-cool Clint might’ve said those words with a gun in his hand. Me? I say it with a squeal utterly lacking in cool. If you were my upstairs neighbor and ever wondered what it is exactly that sets the dogs to barking– it would be the sound I make when the latest magic rolls in from the post office. Because, if I had to write up the specs of this job I do, one of the perks would definitely be the mail we … View Post
I am absentminded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc. It is as it must be. The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard. The poem gets written. I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame. Neither do I have guilt. My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely. It does not include mustard, or teeth. It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans … View Post
*music by JHunger Michelle & Elizabeth went on an adventure it was like a dream (a really, really good dream) neither of them had ever been to Italy before but they quickly learned the important words: pazzo! gelato! va bene! perfetto! the vistas were extraordinary, but what filled their hearts most were the people that welcomed them into this beautiful part of the world with so much grace and kindness it was, truly– like a dream they can’t wait to host Squamitalia! there in October so much magic awaits … View Post
My love for Elizabeth Gilbert is a well-documented fact. And, as with any great love, my adoration only deepens with each new glimpse into her attitude toward life. Case in point, the interview below. The sad truth is, had this conversation been recorded in Swahili and therefore completely unavailable to me to follow along– I would STILL be smitten just looking at her white strappy shoes on black sheer stockings– a fashion I sported when I returned to college after a year in Paris. I’m … View Post
One of my first jobs after college was to teach French and coach lacrosse at a boarding school. What I didn’t know, was that I was also going to be one of the lucky faculty who got to take groups of freshman up into the White Mountains for a three-day orientation weekend where there would be much with the hiking, carrying cast-iron frying pans in your pack and sleeping on the ground. The prerequisite for this high honor seemed to be that you were under … View Post
