Alton Brown

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Interview by Megan Smith

The word on the street is that cooking shows bored the heck out of Alton Brown and he thought he could do better. Taking his film background, he headed off to the New England Culinary Institute to hone his skills and eventually landed on Food Network. It’s a rarity to meet someone that actually goes after a big dream, and even rarer when that big dream becomes the exact reality hoped for. What made that possible? Guts? Instinct? Drive? For Alton, it was “Simple. Just a lack of other choices.”

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Soar: The Misty Copeland Story

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Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

“I’ll bet you didn’t know that I could fly,” Misty Copeland writes in Life in Motion, her recently released memoir. “I can bounce into the air, then float there a little while before lighting, softly, on the stage.”

Simple, no?

But, of course, we all know that ballet is the art of rendering the excruciating, effortless; the utterly grueling, exquisitely graceful. And this for the ordinary ballerina. Misty Copeland, described by many accounts as the first African American female soloist for the American Ballet Theatre, is anything but ordinary, even in the extraordinary world of classical ballet.

Packing, Scrambling, Leaving
In the rarefied world of classical ballet, there’s no one path to the top. Still, Copeland’s road stands among the least traveled.

The fourth of six children, Misty Copeland was born into a family as tight-knit as it was itinerant. From age two, Copeland writes, when “my mom squeezed our lives onto a bus headed west, our family began a pattern that would define my siblings’ and my childhood: packing, scrambling, leaving—often barely surviving.” Dramatic? Yes. Though the next sixteen years would only prove more so.

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21 Things I Want in a Leader

I’m a proud Alanis Morissette fan. Jagged Little Pill came out during a particularly formative time in my life about 20 years ago, and some of her songs have really stayed with me through interesting times. Many of her albums resonate.

21 Things I Want In A Lover is a song on rotation in my running playlist. It’s got just the right tempo and is actually quite a profound list of traits we should look for in lovers and friends. And when I run, I subscribe to freeform mind flow- that is, I let my mind work out issues and gorge on the highs of whatever’s most demanding of my psyche. Lately it’s been work and leadership. So, in homage to Alanis, here is “21 Things” with only slight modifications to quiet my mind when I’m running and pensive about management issues. (Please sing along with me.)

 

21 Things I Want in a Lover Leader

Do you derive joy when someone else succeeds your people succeed?

Do you not play dirty when engaged in competition?

Do you have a big intellectual capacity

But know that it alone does not equate wisdom?

Do you see everything as an illusion

But enjoy it even though you are not of it?

Are you Do you support both masculine and feminine,

Politically aware, and don’t believe in capital punishment in public?

These are 21 things that I want in a lover leader-

Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer.

Do you derive joy from diving in and seeing that

Loving Leading someone can actually feel like freedom?

Are you funny, á la self-deprecating,

Like adventure and have many formed opinions?

These are 21 things that I want in a lover leader-

Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer.

I figure I can describe it since I have a choice in the matter my endeavors.

These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover leader.

I’m in no hurry, I could wait forever.

I’m in no rush ’cause I like being working solo.

No worries and certainly no pressure- in the meantime

I’ll live work like there’s no tomorrow.

Are you uninhibited in bed on boards more than three times a week?

Up for being experimental?

Are you athletic? Are you thriving in a job that helps your brother?

Are you not addicted?

These are 21 things that I want in a lover leader.

Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer.

I figure I can describe it since I have a choice of the matter my endeavors.

These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover leader.

…I think you’re curious and communicative…

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, businesswoman, veteran and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France, and is researching extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments.

www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

 

Book Review: The Light of the World by Elizabeth Alexander

Elizabeth and Ficre. She a poet and he an artist create a life and a family together enjoying Eritrean fantasia food, art, literature, travel, dinner parties with friends, and ordinary errands.

“The story seems to begin with catastrophe but in fact began earlier and is not a tragedy but rather a love story. Perhaps tragedies are only tragedies in the presence of love, which confers meaning to loss. Loss is not felt in the absence of love.” These lines from the opening of Elizabeth Alexander’s new memoir The Light of The World pull us into the lives of Elizabeth and Ficre.

With beautifully poetic language and raw vulnerable honesty the author shares the story of losing her husband, Ficre, suddenly and only days after his fiftieth birthday. She writes about how death deepens the experiences we have on life’s journey, about how art is her religion, and about how she determined the passage of time based on how much her two sons cried each day in the year after their father’s death.

As Alexander carries on her life without her husband and establishes home in a new place, she grieves her loss and relishes the tangibles keeping the memories of her beloved husband alive. She shares with readers complete recipes of dishes Ficre cooked, lines of poetry they enjoyed, and visions of paintings both complete and incomplete.

From the images of Ficre growing up in East Africa to details of their life together in New Haven to her life with her boys in New York City, the author’s story reminds us of words her husband etched on a painting for their bedside.

“I wake up grateful, for life is a gift.”

 

Renee believes we all have a story and advocates continuously for sharing & improving these stories. An educator and activist for eradicating inequities in our world, Renee believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. On the C&W blog Renee explores her creative side by offering thoughts on a variety of books from her book a week reading list. Renee lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons.

Twitter: @renee_boss  Blogger:www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

The Power of Forgiveness

Growing up, I was the queen of grudges. I felt like I was in control, morally right, and the better person if I dragged out my anger against another person. In it’s own twisted way, it felt good to have a perception of power.

By studying A Course in Miracles, I discovered these habits had become unhealthy cycles of grudges, guilt, and judgment that breed just that, and only that. A lot of my past romantic relationships and friendships ended in a heat of blame. My self-esteem would chip away. I was ready for those cycles to end.

An A Course in Miracles mantra is, “Forgiveness is the key to happiness.” Through the text’s exercises, I began to learn how wonderful it was to release my resentments and grow in deeper love with everyone that I loved.

The course teaches that when you are attacking another person, you are actually attacking yourself.  A daily practice of acknowledging another’s behavior and choosing to see them with love instead of attack has not only given me compassion for others, but more compassion and willingness to forgive my very self…which is more of what EVERYONE needs.

When I find ways to forgive and take care of myself, my anxiety and tension tend to slip away. I give myself permission to realize that I am doing my very best, and that my best is beautiful.

FeMeditate: Practice Forgiveness

1). Become a witness to your judgments and resentment against others, no matter who they are. Committing to this alone for a full day will help you understand where you need to practice forgiveness.

2). Realize that there is a better way to think – with love. Anyone who desires compassion can call upon it easily. This is a simple choice. Recognize that you want to feel differently.

3). Be Still. Oftentimes these negative feelings are a sign that we aren’t in tune with a general place of peace. Sitting in stillness, meditating, or doing yoga are the best ways to let love and happiness come forward in a natural way.

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan hopes to encourage and empower girls & women to bring forth their gifts, voices, and light that are undoubtedly inside of each them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry. 

Website: http://www.sheenlightened.com   Twitter: @SheEnlightened

A Real New Yorker

There are various and conflicting definitions of “A Real New Yorker”, many of which imply that prior to that point one was only pretending. I’d always held that it took ten years of living in New York City to be considered official, but recently have heard it’s only eight years, or even as few as five. Apparently some people have done away with length of residency and think that being a New Yorker is an attitude, an outlook, a state of mind.  The cynic might argue that being a New Yorker just requires a superiority complex.

New York is a mythic city. It is legendary, literary, cinematic. It has an unavoidable intensity, a throbbing pulse to its rhythms, a constant cycle of creative destruction. It has a subway system that baffles visitors, and social mores that can come off as cold or rude upon first brush (but really, everyone is just trying to preserve a bit of space between eight million souls). This city also has beauty that can surprise you, showing up unexpectedly in verdant pockets of dense neighbors or being unfurled so grandly in Central Park.

New York has been my home for the past nine years, so if I haven’t earned the title yet, I’m getting close by any definition. I’ve never lost a sense of awe upon seeing the skyline, which is now mixed with a sense of pride. New York is home to so many people who came from somewhere else (my Midwestern self included), some of whom only stay briefly before moving back, or moving else where. I’ve come to believe that becoming a New Yorker happens when you make peace with the city. When you’re at ease within it, and you plan to stay awhile.

 

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat. You can find her blog here: http://www.skylineblossoms.com/ 

Praise Worthy

I love social media and the internet. I couldn’t live without Facebook, Instagram, and my favorite blogs and websites. The internet is humanity laid bare and I find this stimulating and disturbing in equal measure.

I have a lot of friends who are doing amazing things and changing the world, and the internet provides information about their accomplishments on a daily basis. I get to celebrate someone’s success every day. I hate to admit this, but one of the emotions that I feel when I read about the victories of others and the praise that comes with doing something great is a little bit of envy.

Everyone has a need for recognition, especially overachievers who are often working hard to further passions or promote causes, and I certainly get my fair share of praise. Often, though, I walk around with the sense that I have no expertise, and that, somehow, I’m letting all of my potential go to waste. I compare what I know I could do with what other people are doing, and I don’t measure up.

I told a friend about this feeling, and, not surprisingly, she said that she often feels that way, and some of the time she feels envious of me, just as I feel envious of her. It’s difficult for many of us to believe we are doing enough or creating enough or making enough of an impact. It’s not a feeling that is comfortable to admit, but talking about it gave me both a boost and a reality check. What is it that I need to be doing that I’m not? Is there an untapped skill or passion that I’m ignoring? And why do I undervalue my own achievements? Most important, how do I change my perception and support my friends who often feel the same way?

We are all doing something praise worthy just by being here, being ourselves, and being both interesting and interested, and it’s time we all own that and feel good about it.

 

Tanzi Merritt has made a career out of words. She spent several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, teaching students how to locate and evaluate information as well as to choose reading materials purely for pleasure. A career shift landed her in the position of sales and marketing coordinator for a technology consulting company, where she translates things written by software engineers into words that the non-developers of the world can understand. In her free time, she sits on a number of nonprofit boards, reads, knits, crafts, listens to (and sometimes makes) music, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents lots of local restaurants and craft breweries. Pinterest: pinterest.com/tanzimerritt  Goodreads: goodreads.com/tanzimerritt  Instagram: tanzimerritt  LinkedIn: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt  Twitter: @tanzidawn

New Beginnings

I once heard a speaker say, “I love beginnings; they are so full of promise.” I had always shared this sentiment, but it was not until she put it into words that I fully realized the importance of promise in a beginning. Now, more than ever, I am thirsty for that promise. As a senior in college, I am being ushered into the end of something fierce, vivacious, and wonderful. I am required to seriously pursue and investigate life post-grad, the time of life that seemed so distant just three years ago. I am finding myself in a constant, emotion-driven quest for where I might be living in just a few short months, what might I be doing on a daily basis.

Being in college has taught me how transitional life is. Nothing stays the same for long. In fact, I find myself thrust into a new change just as I have begun adjusting to the previous one. Change is difficult. Sometimes it comes out of nowhere, and other times it’s like a car in your rearview mirror getting bigger and bigger as it approaches. As I anticipate the next change in my life, this time in the form of a diploma, black robe, and square-shaped hat, I cling desperately to the fact that change doesn’t come alone. I like to think that change always enters with two friends: end and beginning. In my life, end tends to bear sadness and nostalgia. However, beginning comes with a different ally. Beginning brings the guest of honor. She dances into the room glittering and celebrating. She is warm and people cling to her for comfort and rejuvenation. She cares deeply and laughs with her head thrown back and light in her eyes. Her name is Promise, and she will inspire you and help you to embrace life for all that it is.

Hello there! My name is Elaine Bailey, and I’m from Kentucky. I’m currently a full-time student majoring in Writing, Rhetoric and Communication. When I’m not working on papers or crossing assignments off of my to-do list, I’m typically with people. People are one of my deepest passions, and I indulge in this great love through a number of activities: I work as a tour guide for my cherished university; I devote time, commitment, and heart to my wonderful sorority; and finally, I find true pleasure and fulfillment in simply spending time with my family and friends. The passion that also occupies much of my time is travel. I am in love with every corner of this world, and I end each adventure wondering when the next will begin. No matter what I find myself doing on a given day, it is my hope that I am recognizing God’s beautiful and personalized touch in my life. I find much joy in living, and I wish to radiate that joy, zest, and excitement to anyone who may be needing a reminder that life is a glimmering gift.

I Am Enough

Demi Lovato’s mic was unintentionally turned on backstage before the 2015 VMA’s. The next week, links and articles blew up social media newsfeeds and trending topics. What was she caught saying? Clicking on the link, we expected to hear something we could laugh at, or a piece of Hollywood gossip. Instead, Lovato, not knowing the audience could hear her, said the words:

“I am enough. I am enough.”

This sentiment resonated with so many viewers that the recording went viral; Demi Lovato continues to be an even more amazing positive role model than the week before.

Positive self-talk and affirmations can alter our thinking, our attitude, and the state of our day in just a few words.  I can do this. I am beautiful. I will be okay.

But, as Eckhart Tolle teaches in The Power of Now, there are actually two of us – the surface-level being that is freaking out, has low self-esteem, and can be easily knocked off-balance – and the observer.

The observer is the you in the back of your mind that can watch the surface you lose your cool, make irrational decisions, and upset others around you. It is the you that does not mentally engage in its surroundings.

Try it for a minute. Stare at something that is stressing you out. Then watch your mind be stressed, as though your stress is a car driving by and you are sitting on the side of the road.

Now bring affirmations into the mix. If we’re repeating “I am enough. I am enough…” are we reaching our surface-level being? Our observer already knows that we are enough. Our observer is already calm. Our observer is already empowered. In other words, our surface-level being is hearing conflicting views, and may be hesitant to believe the good stuff.

Just recently, I had a meeting with a difficult CEO who was insulting my beliefs. Instead of reaching for the instinct to calm myself, I imagined a friend holding me and saying, “Don’t listen to him. Don’t listen to him.”

Our peaceful, happy observer, can be that friend.

You are powerful beyond measure. You are an undeniable force of light. You are beautiful. You are enough.

 I challenge you to find what works for you, and I want your thoughts! Should we begin talking to ourselves as though our observer is coaching us, or should we dig deeper into the surface-learner?

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan hopes to encourage and empower girls & women to bring forth their gifts, voices, and light that are undoubtedly inside of each them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry. 

Website: http://www.sheenlightened.com

Twitter: @SheEnlightened

 

Make Today An Occasion

I couldn’t stop myself. I had to order the Champagne and fries. Maybe because my late dinner plans felt excruciatingly far away. Maybe because it was “the thing to get” at Sylvain. Or maybe just because it was New Orleans. I was visiting the city for a food conference and taking every chance I could to squeeze in stops that weren’t on the itinerary. Alternating a piping hot fry with a sip of bracing, dry bubbly while making conversation with locals, I savored one of the most delicious moments of my trip. (I’d figure out how to make it through my five course dinner later.)  While admittedly, New Orleans is the kind of place that lends itself especially well to that sort of indulgence, it needn’t be the only one.

And so, along with a few party dresses and a “Call me Old Fashioned” t-shirt, I tucked into my suitcase a good helping of joie de vivre to take home.  For why not spoil yourself with Champagne and fries before dinner? Why not zip into a vintage-inspired dress that makes you look like a 1950s debutante on a regular Thursday? Or hit that funky music joint nearby, with its raw talent and seedy clientele? I found no good reason not to do any of these things in my own city. In our overcommitted lives, our eyes may well glaze over at the prospect of another day of work drudgery and personal obligations. Which is why it’s critical to wake yourself up and escape the blasé: wear a colorful outfit. Make a date at your wine bar and learn about a new vintage. Pull up a chair at that out-of-the-way dumpling joint.

And if you somehow find yourself transported to New Orleans, absolutely do not turn down the Champagne and fries.  Live every day like the special occasion that it most certainly is.

 

Elizabeth Roach believes in balancing a sense of possibility with the art of savoir-faire, and is not above diving into a slice of cake while on a conference call. A graduate of Furman University and the Columbia University Publishing Program, she has worked in Kentucky government and politics for more than seven years. She is currently Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear’s scheduling director, and has previously served as his assistant speechwriter and as First Lady Jane Beshear’s press secretary. Based in Lexington, Kentucky, Elizabeth is a frequent traveler who writes freelance articles about bourbon, baking, and culinary adventures. She has contributed to The Bourbon Review, The Local Palate, and TheRecoveringPolitician.com, for which she pens a food column (http://therecoveringpolitician.com/category/friends/lizr). Check out her website at elizabethroachwriter.com, and follow her on Instagram @LizRoach7 and Twitter @LizRoach.  

I Am Un-perfect

I am unperfect.

Somewhere between deficient and flawless lays a status of simply being in the process.

How can we be perfect if we are not yet finished becoming who we are to become?

In this state, my state of TODAY, I believe we must be “un”perfect because my being is “un”done.

I have not yet arrived; I am still in the process. Should I be fully formed- of body, of mind, and of spirit, I fear I would be “im”perfect. And as embarrassed as I am every day of my failings, I should hope that these hours are not defined by inadequacies and oversights on the part of my living. I long that my everyday existence is just another step in the journey. Another day of growth and learning. One more brushstroke of my life’s work.

Tomorrow I will work towards learning more ways of the world. Tomorrow I will push my mind to acquire more knowledge. Tomorrow I will stretch and nourish and rest my body. Tomorrow I will seek to self-actualize. Tomorrow I will mentor and listen and pray and work and dream. Again. Better than today. And better yet again the next day.

No, I hope I shall never be finished developing. There is too much to learn. My body will age without (and even despite!) my intervention. My soul reads:  “work in progress”. My unperfect soul.

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, businesswoman, veteran and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France, and is researching extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments.

www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

The Joy of Unread Books

I sometimes wish that the English language accommodated the ornate specificity of German compound words or the poetic ability of a single Japanese word to communicate a complex experience. For example, I recently learned the Japanese word tsundoku, which means the act of buying a book and leaving it unread, often piled up together with other unread books. Oh yes, I know that phenomenon well. That word resonates — it speaks to a reality in my life.

I am guilty of tsundoku, but only with the best of intentions and due to an abiding love for books. Maybe that’s why, despite my guilt, I don’t feel convicted. I purchase each book in a spirit of optimism, delighted by the opportunity to explore or escape, to read another classic. I maintain that hopefulness so completely that a cadre of unread books has followed me through various moves, even when I’ve jettisoned other unused possessions with cold-eyed discipline. There are great books in my life that I’ve been meaning to crack open for years, and more still that were gifts or recommendations.

It turns out that even the books that I haven’t read, the ones that cascade around my nightstand, have the power to make me happy. I am content to know that any day now, really, I can open one up and begin to read.

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

 

Urge To Art

I’m a recovering Resist-and-Persist Writer. It’s an affliction that strikes many creatives – this need to simultaneously satisfy and squelch our Urge to Art. Because making art is scary. It’s a tangible manifestation of our insides – our thoughts, our feelings, our deepest and darkest places. It’s making ourselves seen, making ourselves known, making ourselves open to critique and condemnation as much as to accolade and acclaim.

For years, I’d feel a burning urge to write and resistance would flare up, though in a fairly functional-looking way: I’d sign up for a writing class. I’d join a writer’s group. I’d attend a writer’s conference. All in the name of deadlines, accountability, networking, and feedback. But instead of giving life to the art inside me, I’d find myself hammering out writing exercises, reviewing other people’s work, and listening to lectures – distracting from the oh-so-vital Urge to Art.

Now when I feel an idea burning a hole in my brain, I settle the flames by giving into it. The art lives inside me, so I go there to bring it forth. I open the laptop and write. You may need to grab your instrument and play. Get behind the lens and shoot. Grab your paints and put brush to canvas. Then, once the art is made, you can seek others to help you shape it, shine it, share it with the world.

But first, the world needs you to indulge your Urge to Art.

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc. – a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. She adores food, wine, long walks, comedy, inspiring podcasts, and traveling the world with her trumpet-player love. nicolechristie.com.

 

Americanah: A Novel by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

After running a popular and anonymous blog about observations on race, culture, immigration, and class. Nigerian born Ifemelu leaves America to return to her roots in Lagos. When she steps off the plane Ifemelu, the protagonist of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s novel Americanah, breathes the dense hot air and knows she is home.

Often when we read stories of immigration from Africa, we learn of refugees fleeing to escape war or poverty, but not in Americanah. Instead, Adichie writes about middle-class people seeking choice and status they believe they will find in America or England. Two such middle-class individuals, Ifemelu and Obinze, fall in love in Nigeria. Both hope to live in America–a land of opportunity. Though Ifemelu arrives on partial scholarship and Obinze plans to follow, the story of two young people in love takes many twists and turns as both characters strive for upward mobility and stability.

Obinze never makes it to America and instead lands briefly in England under a false name. Ifemelu travels to America and makes desperate choices in the early months as she works to survive the despair and loneliness she encounters.

Over a decade after her arrival in America, “her blog was doing well, with thousands of visitors each month, and she was earning good speaking fees, and she had a fellowship at Princeton and a relationship with Blaine….” However, it wasn’t enough; the life she longed for did not exist in America after all.

Even with sensory reminders such as jollof rice and fried plantain, Ifemelu’s successful life in America could not replace the “amorphous longings, shapeless desires, and brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living.”

The life Ifemelu could be living is in Lagos, and if you enjoy reading this work of fiction as much as I did, you can follow more stories on Adichie’s blog The Small Redemptions of Lagos.

 

Renee believes we all have a story and advocates continuously for sharing & improving these stories. An educator and activist for eradicating inequities in our world, Renee believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. On the C&W blog Renee explores her creative side by offering thoughts on a variety of books from her book a week reading list.

Renee lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons.

Twitter: @renee_boss     Blogger:www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

 

Reinvent the Wheel of Success

It’s time to look with fresh eyes on the work we do.

Why? To gain a better insight into how the job is coming along, to know whether we’re reaching our goals, to understand whether our work is purposeful and on track. Or to, if nothing else, appreciate our performance.

The wheel is the wheel. This circular tool is necessary for a myriad of functions. It’s also the perfect representation of success:  to come full circle, to go ‘round and ‘round, to circle back, to roll downhill. The circle is used in nearly every function in everyday life. Its engineering strength is undeniable. Its beauty is steadfast. There will never be a successful reinvention of it. Hence the illustrative humor of the phrase “to reinvent the wheel”.

The artist Giotto drew the perfect circle for Pope Boniface VIII. With nothing more than a brush full of red paint, Giotto drew one curved line. This simple red O was a masterful representation of skill and precision. It causes us to rethink mastery.

How shall we look at success? Perhaps it’s not the number of achievements we accrue. Perhaps it’s not our hard-earned expertise. Success may even disguise herself as fatigue from working so hard. Or can it be less ambiguous?

Maybe, just maybe, success is a perfect circle. Simple. Birthed of our innate talents. Embodied by our natural gifts. Can it be unassuming, yet immaculate? Recognized by children and elders alike. Perhaps we should reframe how we look at success. No need to make it more complex than it is. No need to reinvent the wheel.

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, businesswoman, veteran and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France, and is researching extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments.

www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Running Burns

For most of my life, I have detested running. However, I cannot deny the obvious pleasure and satisfaction that so many of my friends experience from running, so I have decided to become a runner. It hasn’t been an easy start. Running burns, and I pant and wheeze in my first few laps as if I’ve been on the track for hours. I struggle to complete a mile, something that true runners use as just a portion of their warm up. But when I cross the marker that ends my laps around the track, I celebrate. I walk with purpose and inhale deeply. I search for my runner friends to tell them of my small feat, and they genuinely rejoice with me because they know everyone must start somewhere. Since I have picked up running, I have experienced just one “runner’s high.” For me, it was only enough to keep me going to two miles, but that surely was a triumph in my book. I felt strong and healthy, ready to get back on the track and strive for that sensation yet again. Most importantly, I felt grateful. I wasn’t mad at my body for the stubborn “problem areas” that don’t seem to tone. I wasn’t feeling guilty for the savory, cheese pizza eaten earlier that week. Instead, I was proud and appreciative of what my body had just done. I am blessed to have a body that is capable of exercise and training. So even though I may never run a marathon or enter a race of any kind, I am a runner, striving for one more lap every time I hit the track.

 

Elaine Bailey is a full-time student majoring in Writing, Rhetoric and Communication. She also works as a tour guide for her cherished university. She’s in love with every corner of this world, and I end each adventure wondering when the next will begin

What Are Miracles?

As I develop a new meditation circle called Manifesting Miracles, the little voice in my heart keeps repeating, not everyone knows what a Miracle is. Teach them. 

The best definition comes from A Course in Miracles, a self-guided text on the very subject of miracles. It teaches that we are born into a beautiful, unbounded love, and that through living in this world, and by our perceptions of it, we learn fear. Through the practice of forgiveness, recognizing how we separate ourselves from others, and calling out our fear, we can return to love.

Every miracle is equal. Showing love to a stranger for insulting you, forgiving a past lover, or forgiving yourself for making a little everyday mistake – all of these choices are essential in our journey back to love. Each one of these instances is a miracle.

Whenever you find yourself choosing light over dark, be grateful to yourself. When you don’t make that choice, recognize it, and forgive yourself.

Above all, be on the lookout for miracles, and you will notice that they aren’t as rare as we all thought they were.

I choose to see again.

I choose the light inside of me, the light that never ends.

I choose to see this with love.

 

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan hopes to encourage and empower girls & women to bring forth their gifts, voices, and light that are undoubtedly inside of each them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry.

Website: http://www.sheenlightened.com     Twitter: @SheEnlightened

What Do You Want That You Already Have?

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” – Mary Oliver, poet

 

What do you want that you already have, Megan? I’ve been mulling over this self-imposed question for weeks.

I’m in a season of reflection. As a rule, I’ve always been a reflective sort of girl, but this go-around I’m digging deeper. Asking myself tougher questions. Dusting off some old boxes of the heart and taking a peek inside so see what I had hidden away. I’m on my hands and knees, scrubbing clean the tiles of the ideals and hopes I have let diminish in beauty over time.

Its dirty work, I’m not gonna lie. And it takes seemingly for-evvvvver.

But, that question might just be revolutionizing my life.

What do I want?

  • In my relationships with my kids, my husband, my friends?
  • From my daily routine? My career?
  • For my future?
  • My goals to achieve?
  • My body to look like? Feel like? Move like?
  • My spiritual life to be?
  • My reputation to reflect?
  • My influence to impact?
  • My legacy to be?

Answer them truthfully and the deepest desires of your heart emerge. In the answers is where I’ve found the most hard-hitting truth of all.  That I’m often complaining about and wishing for things that are already right here with me.  Every single day.

Of course I have ‘wants’. Plenty of them. I am human, after all. Stuff that I long for, need, hope for and strive towards that I don’t already have. And having those keeps me curious.  Because what is life if we have it all, all right now?  Give me some mystery and adventure, I say!

Right now, I desire more from life than I ever did. I’m paying closer attention to my fantasies (tsk, tsk…mind outta the gutter), because in them I’m finding the wonder and playfulness and passion of a life that is possible. I am believing in seemingly insurmountable things more than ever too. Because when I let myself dream (and believe) the impossible, there is where I find my tipping point for motivation. And that is power. Motivation keeps us going through some pretty tough stuff. Motivation is the manifestation of someone who is fully alive.

What do you want that you already have? List it. Speak it. Stop complaining and start embracing.

What do you want that you don’t have but yearn for, hope for, need to be fully alive? Chase those with fervor and tenacity. Destiny is possible but not probable. I’ll always error on the side of creating my own.

So.

What do you want?

 

Megan Smith is the founder of CAKE&WHISKEY. Her work and ramblings can be found here:

meganpsmith.com and homemaking101.com 

photo credit: Sarah Jane Sanders. 

 

Fear of Flying

I’ve always been anxious. When I was younger I was afraid of big things. What if I hated college, or people hated me? What if I ended up unemployed, got a divorce, was diagnosed with cancer? So many bad things were possible. I saw these things happening to others, and I saw them move on with their lives, but I never believed I had the moxie to be a “survivor.”

Eventually things I was afraid of happened, and I handled them. I now have more faith in my survival skills, and am no longer as afraid of major life events.

Unfortunately, anxiety must go somewhere, and I’ve developed an unusual list of fears. Things like severing a finger off while cooking and bleeding to death in my kitchen, or having my face bitten off by an angry dog, or cutting my foot off with a lawn mower, or riding in an elevator when the cable breaks. All feature in my nightmares.

Many of my fears are ridiculous, comprised of things that are so unlikely to happen that it’s laughable. But one of the more real fears I’ve developed is of flying. I’ve flown a lot, and long distances, but these days when on a plane, every noise, shudder, and bump leaves me sweaty and my breathing shallow, sure that the plane will immediately fall out of the sky.

My job requires me to travel, so I can’t just stay on the ground (as some have suggested).  Instead, I get on the plane and go. It’s become a model for how I want to deal with other fears as they arise – be afraid, but do it anyway. Don’t stop living life when life is scary. I wish I could say that the anticipation of fear is scarier than the thing I’m afraid of, but I can’t. I’m still terrified of flying, but at least I’m going somewhere.

 

Tanzi Merritt has made a career out of words. She spent several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, teaching students how to locate and evaluate information as well as to choose reading materials purely for pleasure. A career shift landed her in the position of sales and marketing coordinator for a technology consulting company, where she translates things written by software engineers into words that the non-developers of the world can understand. In her free time, she sits on a number of nonprofit boards, reads, knits, crafts, listens to (and sometimes makes) music, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents lots of local restaurants and craft breweries.

Pinterest: pinterest.com/tanzimerritt     Goodreads: goodreads.com/tanzimerritt     Instagram: tanzimerritt  

LinkedIn: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt      Twitter: @tanzidawn

A TASTE OF FRANCE | PROVENCE INSPIRED CHEESE PLATE

When it comes to entertaining, we could all learn a thing or two from the French. They produce of some of the most beautiful wines in the world, are masters of their famed cuisine, created Champagne (what would a celebration be without Champagne) and they do it all with effortless style and grace. Recently I traveled to Aix-en-Provence in the South of France where I sampled some of the most delicious wines and cheeses I have ever tasted (in one of the most beautiful settings I’d ever seen). This trip inspired me to re-think the traditional cheese and charcuterie plate I use for entertaining friends and take a cue from the French experts. So, pour yourself a glass of Rosé and enjoy this Provence inspired cheese plate perfect for entertaining all summer long.

TOOLS:

Olivewood cheese boards: I prefer to use various board sizes to keep my cheese, meats, and bread separate. Here’s a beautiful trio of olivewood boards: http://www.houzz.com/photos/13993494/Olive-Wood-Cutting-Board-Giant-rustic-cutting-boards

Small dipping bowls: Dipping bowls are great for serving snacks to accompany your cheese boards including: olives, cornichons and nuts. These bowls are the perfect size for all your little nibbles (and they’re pretty too): http://www.rosannainc.com/kitchen-tabletop/bowls/farmhouse-pantry-small-hobnail-bowls/

Jam Jars: Serve your jams, chutneys, mustards and honey in simple glass jam jars of various shapes. Use beautiful spreaders to add an elegant or rustic touch to your table. See some of my favorites here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/106897726/6-15/oz-mini-glass-jars-for-diy-wedding?ref=market

Spreaders

http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/product/34695189.jsp?

http://www.bambeco.com/flatware-and-serving-utensils/bambeco-olive-wood-set-of-four-spreaders

Honey Dipper

http://www.surlatable.com/product/PRO-1920404

 

CHEESE When choosing cheese, I always aim for a variety of tastes and textures. Below are some of my favorite French cheeses that your guests are sure to love.

  • Langres (Sheep)
  • Roquefort (Sheep)
  • Comté (Cow)
  • Époisses de Bourgogne (Cow)
  • Chèvre (Goat)

CHARCUTERIE: These salty French meats are the perfect compliment to any cheese plate.

  • Jambon de Bayonne (French Prosciutto)
  • Saucisson Sec (French Salami)

 

JAMS & CHUTNEYS: These Provence inspired jams, chutneys and honeys will transport your party guests right to the French countryside. Try your hand at homemade Lavender honey like this recipe from Martha Stewart: http://www.marthastewart.com/315494/lavender-honey

  • Lavender honey
  • Apricot Jam
  • Quince paste
  • Sour cherry preserves
  • Carmelized onion chutney
  • Maille traditional Dijon mustard
  • Maille whole grain mustard

 

FRUITS & NUTS: Fresh fruit adds a pop of color and a bright note to any table. Try choosing seasonal fruits specific to your region like the below South of France favorites.

  • Fresh Figs
  • Cherries
  • Almonds

 

SAVORY SNACKS: Small nibbles are a great way to keep guests eating and conversation flowing.

  • Cornichons
  • Picholine Olives

 

BREADS: Do as the French do and always choose a fresh baguette.

  • French baguette
  • Grissini (pencil thin breadsticks)

Enjoy!

*Photo from Pinterest

 

Colleen Kennedy Cohen is an event planner and certified health coach living in New York City with her husband, Daniel, and daughter, Charley.

Colleen has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  She began her career as an intern at Vogue magazine before going on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients

With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes

on with the hope of making every day a beautiful “event.”

Instagram: CKCohen    Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events     Website: www.ColleenKennedyEvents.com

The Night I Failed Ruth Reichl

It was supposed to be a big night for me. I was going to meet the famed former New York Times restaurant critic and Gourmet magazine editor Ruth Reichl. As a freelance food writer who had pored over Reichl’s work, I had to admit I was nervous. I had also recently completed a publishing program at Columbia University and was eager to see if we had any mutual contacts in New York.

At the reception, one of the guests and I mustered up our courage, and walked over to meet Ruth together. I immediately tried to disarm her, hoping to find a connection. She chatted politely and charmingly, while my acquaintance grinned widely. Ruth smiled back, then quietly asked, “Can I tell you something?” The lady, awestruck, said, “Of course.”  With a slightly pained look, Ruth said, “You have something in your teeth.” Sure enough, there was a mammoth piece of lettuce wedged between her front teeth. I cringed. Why hadn’t I noticed earlier? And was it just me, or was Ruth giving me a silent reprimand? My acquaintance, with a panicked expression, reached for a napkin, while I was struck dumb.  “How about a picture?” I squeaked to Ruth.

Picture was acquired, but chummy connection talk was not. Because if your idol is too distracted by a wayward hunk of canapé, you may lose all hope of gleaning sparkling advice. But seriously, while we are trying to make a good impression, let’s not forget everyone around us, whether it’s reviewing a résumé or rescuing a friend from an uncomfortable conversation. And remember to check those teeth!

 

Elizabeth Roach believes in balancing a sense of possibility with the art of savoir-faire, and is not above diving into a slice of cake while on a conference call. A graduate of Furman University and the Columbia University Publishing Program, she has worked in Kentucky government and politics for more than seven years. She is currently Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear’s scheduling director, and has previously served as his assistant speechwriter and as First Lady Jane Beshear’s press secretary. Based in Lexington, Kentucky, Elizabeth is a frequent traveler who writes freelance articles about bourbon, baking, and culinary adventures. She has contributed to The Bourbon Review, The Local Palate, and TheRecoveringPolitician.com, for which she pens a food column (http://therecoveringpolitician.com/category/friends/lizr). Check out her website at elizabethroachwriter.com, and follow her on Instagram @LizRoach7 and Twitter @LizRoach. 

Words Of A Student Mentor

Soon, I will be returning to my university for my senior year where I will be serving as an orientation leader for the incoming freshmen during the month of August. I am ecstatic to have this opportunity because I care deeply for people who are younger than me, which interestingly enough stems from my admiration of people who are older than me. As the youngest child in my family, I was surrounded by older siblings and their friends. When they allowed me to tag along on their adventures or invited me into the inner sanctuary of their conversations, I was on cloud nine. It was in my senior year of high school that I finally felt I was in a position to bestow that same gratification. Now I could be the older one, the go-to person, the mentor.

Although I may be just three years older than the students I will be meeting in the fall, I have much to offer them. I have an in depth understanding of what they are about to experience. They don’t need to be nervous or intimidated about starting college because they can see that I’ve nearly made it through the journey on which they’ve just started. And I’ve survived. I will be able to assure them that the journey is good. It’s worth the time and effort, endurance and growth that it takes to complete. I trust that the young friends I will make will know these things already, but it is my job to serve as the reminder when they lose heart.

Now to my older ones, the ones whom I still look up to with fascination and excitement, thank you from the bottom of my heart for investing in me and my journey. Thank you for allowing me to be the younger, wide-eyed girl. Thank you for guiding me with your life experiences. I only hope to provide my mentees with the same inspiration and passion that you have shown to me.

 

Elaine Bailey is a full-time student majoring in Writing, Rhetoric and Communication. She also works as a tour guide for her cherished university. She’s in love with every corner of this world, and I end each adventure wondering when the next will begin

When To Sustain and When To Scale Your Business

I’m a no-growth, order-taking solopreneur.

And proud of it.

But in a business world that tells us success arrives when we lean in, work ON the business not IN it, and scale rather than sustain, “no-growth” and “order-taking” are shame-inducing entrepreneurial dirty words.

So what if we reframe this a bit? What if we expand what it means to be a business owner, with success defined by our passion, work style, and desired lifestyle? For example, I’m a writer who loves to work alone and has never wanted to be anyone’s boss or business partner. I just want to write – from anywhere in the world. For me, success looks like hunkering over my laptop in my home office, a cafe, or the deck of a beachfront cottage.

And what if we give solopreneurs permission to lean back and reap the rewards of blood, sweat, and business development? I spent the first seven years of my solopreneurial decade drumming up business and refining my craft. Those efforts resulted in lasting relationships with clients who call on my expertise when they need it. It might look like order-taking, but to me, it’s my business running itself – allowing me to focus on doing the work and living my life.

There’s nothing wrong with growing your business. There’s nothing wrong with selling, scaling, hiring, and outsourcing. That’s the right strategy for some businesses and some business owners. But there’s also nothing wrong with working hard to build your business, and then working hard to sustain it – especially if you’re a creative who’s passionate about what you’re making. So if you’re lucky enough to find yourself with a nice little pod of repeat customers and you’re living a life you love, feel free to stop the growth and start taking orders.

You’ve earned it.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer, storyteller, and the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc. – a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can find her on Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, and at nicolechristie.com.

Book Review: The Big Tiny: A Do-It-Myself Memoir

“I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society.”

~~Henry David Thoreau

Spider monkeys, bananas trees, butterflies, and kids playing soccer like pros.

Poverty, lack of running water, hunger and illness.

Juxtapose the two images and you have a view of the experience Dee Williams portrays when she shares her work in Guatemala helping to build a schoolhouse.

From this life changing trip in a developing country to a life changing health diagnosis of congestive heart failure, Dee Williams makes a decision about the way she lives. In her book, The Big Tiny: A Do-It-Myself Memoir, Williams writes about that decision as she contemplates her mortality and seeks simplicity.

Williams builds herself an 84-square-foot tiny house on wheels using largely recycled materials and her own muscle power. Then she pares down her possessions to 305 items and moves her home to the backyard of friends in Olympia, Washington.

Because her house is so small, Williams has to step outside of it and find community with others. Williams lives deliberately, connected to the natural environment and other people. Written with raw honesty and humor, Williams’s memoir speaks to anyone wishing to slow down, scale back, and pause to pay attention to the important things in life.

“Letting go of “stuff” allowed the world to collapse behind me as I moved, so I became nothing more or less than who I simply was: Me.”

 

 

Renee believes we all have a story and advocates continuously for sharing & improving these stories. An educator and activist for eradicating inequities in our world, Renee believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. On the C&W blog Renee explores her creative side by offering thoughts on a variety of books from her book a week reading list.

Renee lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons.

Twitter: @renee_boss

Blogger:www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

What I Learned From Sweat

There is nothing that could happen that could make me forget my first heated vinyasa yoga class.

Not knowing any better, and with no one to tell me otherwise, I opted to practice next to the vent where the steam is released – and the thermometer.

I watched the numbers climb…97 degrees, 98 degrees, 99 degrees…and had no sense of how I was supposed to breathe while in a constant flow, a type of yoga I had never done before.

I ended up taking child’s pose and laying there drinking my own sweat, thinking: people actually think this is a fun workout?!

I am about a year into a consistent heated vinyasa practice now, and my attitude and breath – and my pouting face – have changed forever. Here’s what I learned from the best push of my life.

1). Heat creates Conviction. When you’re in hot water, when you’re feeling pain, when you’re dwelling, when you need a change, there is nothing left to do but take action. Action is filled with intention, purpose, and meaningfulness. One class, when I wasn’t sure I could make it, a thought bubbled to the surface of my mind: what if I practiced solely with intention? My limbs became stronger, my breath more powerful, and I only felt the flow. Being at the bottom of a cliff is only a motivation to start climbing back up.

2). Self-forgiveness is the Most Important Forgiveness. When you screw up, or can’t keep up, the person next to you won’t care. The class keeps moving. Society keeps moving. No one will dwell on your mistakes or temporary weaknesses but you. Don’t let yourself dwell on them. Be in the moment.

3). Your Inner Stillness Does Not Leave You.  It’s at the corner of your Body and your Mind. When you use your breath as a tool for synchronicity and transformation, you can get there, every time, any time. This is the only for sure thing, as long as you live. To access it is self-realization. To access it is self-acceptance. To access it is peace.

Namaste.

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan hopes to encourage and empower girls & women to bring forth their gifts, voices, and light that are undoubtedly inside of each them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry.

http://www.sheenlightened.com  @SheEnlightened

Be An Artist…In Your Work

An artist? You? Indeed.

If you love your work, you have a good job. But if you put love INTO your work, you are an artist.

Art is a creation of intent meant to provoke thought and feeling. Don’t you do that with your work? Shouldn’t we all?

Great masters spend countless hours toiling, perfecting, WORKING on their art. Some use canvas; some use storytelling; and some use the dance floor. I use my machine to make art.

As a pilot I was taught the skills to start the engines of the plane, to configure the systems for proper operation, to use the controls to get where we should go. There are lists of items to complete during each flight, and prescribed movements to turn and land the plane. But a pilot doesn’t use force. An elegant flight is an artistic endeavor. I ease the craft off of the runway. I look before I turn and maneuver with care. I vary the bank angle and the rate of turn to put her on course. I select switches with intent. I think ahead. I think through the motions of the landing, and then I adjust based on winds, distance, and environment. A wet runway is different than a dry runway. A high altitude field is different than a sea-level airport. They’re all beautifully challenging, and I adjust to the conditions. I work on my art.

I have found the difference between work and art is the following:

  1. Art requires a great deal of detail and careful attention to the circumstance at hand.
  2. Your own voice is important in your art. Work can be done by anybody. But you are different- unique and unmatched anywhere in the world. Your art will reflect that.
  3. Love creates art. Work is done. Works of art are done with intention, kindness, preparation, and care.

Be artistic. It’s so much better than work.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, businesswoman, veteran and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France, and is researching extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments.

www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Learning To Drink Scotch…In My Twenties

“Really? You drink Scotch?”

I’ve often surprised people when they discover that not only do I enjoy Scotch, but I prefer it neat. It doesn’t have the soft sweetness of bourbon. It’s more austere and sometimes smokey. The truth is that I gained an appreciation for Scotch in my early twenties, aided by a sense of adventure.

I spent a week traveling on my own around the UK, during which I stayed with family friends in St. Andrews, Scotland. My hostess took me to Edradour, a small distillery near Pitlochry in Perthshire. If you imagine what a whiskey distillery in Scotland should look like, this is it. Edradour’s quaint buildings, sturdy and functional, are nestled beside a small river. There is a sense of purpose and of pride.

It was enchanting, and I’ve never forgotten the deep, earthy smell of malting barley. I tasted a dram and was pleased to discover that I liked the stuff. I also became an instant purist, having heard so recently that ice burns the delicate flavors of a good whiskey. How could I undercut all the effort and the bit of magic that went into the drink I’d just learned to sip and savor?

Over a homemade dinner of Scottish salmon that night, my hosts brought out various types of Scotch to sample. Fine food and fine whiskey, perfectly matched. That day was my ideal introduction to a drink that some find intimidating. Traveling had given me a willingness to explore, and it didn’t seem so farfetched to like Scotch. It also didn’t hurt that I started with the good stuff.

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

How To Become A Brilliant Home Cook

“I don’t like to cook, I wish I did.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard this phrase uttered from the mouth of someone who has just found out I’ve dedicated my professional life to food and cooking. I’ve learned to pry into the cooking habits/attempts of these individuals to suss out the reason for their dislike of time in the kitchen. It’s almost always the same reason…they don’t consider themselves good at the task.

Here, in a few easy steps, is how you can put away the excuse and become a brilliant home cook.

  1. Choose quality equipment. I cringe when I see a home cook using a dull knife on a cutting board that is slipping all over the place. Of course you hate cooking if you have to battle with your equipment! Investing in a few essentials will make your kitchen a happier place. Prioritize a sharp chef’s knife, a sturdy cutting board, one heavy-bottomed pot with a fitted lid, and one heavy-bottomed wide-mouthed pan.
  2. Define what you like to eat. I love roasted vegetables, particularly sweet potatoes and beets. They’re easy to make, yet any meal they appear in seems special to me.
  3. Make it a point to have leftovers. Those roasted vegetables I like so much will taste great in the green or grain salads, soups and stir-frys I make throughout the week.
  4. Learn a few basic recipes by heart. Start with roasted chicken, basil pesto, salad vinaigrette, sautéed mushrooms and an egg dish such as omelette or Italian frittata. You’ll be amazed how much your cooking improves with these techniques under your belt. And, you’ll find yourself falling in love with cooking in no time.
Marci Cornett is a (mostly) plant-based chef who promotes health-supportive cuisine and the development of sustainable food systems. After graduating from the Natural Gourmet Institute in New York, she worked in several professional kitchens including the renowned vegetarian restaurant, Cafe Paradiso, in Cork City, Ireland. She develops and publishes nourishing recipes and writes about the latest thinking concerning nutrition and food issues on her blog, marcicornett.com. Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter

Are You Productive or Just Busy?

“How are you?”

“Busy. So busy. Crazy busy.”

Sound familiar? I feel like it’s the refrain of our times – the theme song to the twisted perception that the more we’re juggling, the more we’re on the run, the more we’re scheduled to the millisecond, the better we are. Yet how often do we stop to ask ourselves, “Why am I doing all of this?”

Instead, we approach life reactively. We say yes without thinking, run errands willy-nilly, jump when our devices chime, and take on way more than necessary. But if, like me, you’re on board the S.S. Stop the Madness, it’s time to put an end to busy and a start to productive. And that means getting intentional about what you’re doing and why:

  • Reflect and Introspect: To get clear on your intentions, you have to make time to process. For me, that’s walking three miles every morning to mull over what I’m doing and whether it aligns with my priorities: writing (both my business and passion projects), relationships, and well-being (exercise and quiet time).
  • Rule of Three: Aim to schedule no more than three key projects/events per day. Maybe that’s work, errands, and date night. Or an outing with your child, a client meeting, and a passion project. (Yes, just three. You can do this.)
  • Less Yes, More No: Run every request through the intention filter. Do you want to do this or do you feel obligated? If you want it, is it good for you? If it’s an obligation, is it necessary or just people-pleasing?

There are always things we can’t dismiss (work, family, the ever-diminishing supply of toilet paper). But when we’re clear on our intentions and we act accordingly, we’re not busy – we’re productive. We’re not exhausted – we’re pleasantly spent. And we’re not frantic – we’re fulfilled.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer, storyteller, and the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc. – a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can find her on Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, and at nicolechristie.com.

 

Book Review: My Salinger Year

In an agency with wood paneling and thick draperies reminiscent of twentieth-century office design, a young college graduate finds herself seated at a desk with a Rolodex and an enormous IBM Selectric, typing form letters for hours on end.

Tasked with processing J.D. Salinger’s voluminous fan mail, Joanna reads heart-breaking letters from around the world and grows weary of sending the agency’s form response, so she begins writing back. In doing so, she develops her own humorous voice as a writer.

Joanna Rakoff’s memoir, My Salinger Year, is a tale of self-discovery and a desire for happiness. The book reads like a coming-of-age novel with a protagonist finding her way in the old literary publishing world of New York City before the digital revolution transformed the book publishing industry.

Part of the beauty in Rakoff’s memoir is that her love of reading for pleasure is restored as she sheds her academic approach to literature. She picks up Salinger’s works for the first time and learns to appreciate the effect literature can have on one’s life.

Whether we are experiencing our first job, are mid-career, or are retired, our professional lives as women evoke universal ideas. We learn to cope and thrive and develop a tougher skin. We delicately balance our personal and professional lives and are reminded as Rakoff aptly states in her memoir “in literature, as in life, sometimes there are no right answers.”

 

Renee believes we all have a story and advocates continuously for sharing & improving these stories. An educator and activist for eradicating inequities in our world, Renee believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. On the C&W blog Renee explores her creative side by offering thoughts on a variety of books from her book a week reading list.
Renee lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons.
Twitter: @renee_boss, Blogger:www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

 

A Season of Grace

I close my eyes and imagine myself as a seven year old girl, running barefoot through the backyard grass, my movement a joy. Pausing in the patch of dandelions, I stretch my hands up and over my head slowly reaching back, walking them down the air until I palm the dirt. I find myself in a backbend, today known to me as wheel pose, the world upside down. I breathe deeply then reach my right foot high, flipping myself over.

Things look different.

This season I am moving towards fearlessness and freedom, reaching for inversions in my yoga practice, yearning once again for those afternoons of flipping over freely. Summer has settled in my life, teaching both in the classroom and in the studio paused for a moment as I simply rest on my mat, honoring my own practice. There are many kinks to be worked out, many stuck places to move through, so telling of the places in my life that need work.

As I desire to get back to the root of my practice this season, I am reminded of how important it is to offer up grace. So often my practice manifests itself in my life.

Grace in my practice.

Grace in my everyday.

Caitlin Lore is a storyteller and adventurer. By day she is a junior high English teacher, and by night a Holy Yoga instructor. She also wears the hats of wife, entrepreneur, marriage retreat maker, and aspiring novelist. After a jaunt with endurance racing, she now specializes in yoga for athletes, and restorative yoga seeking to bring soul-care and freedom to those feeling constrained by anxiety, depression, and stress through the avenue of Holy Yoga.
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Using Podcasts to Break Up the Silence

I have a dream to own a business. I’m working on this dream now, and while it’s exciting, I’d be lying if I said that it was all rainbows and butterflies. One of my biggest challenges is loneliness. I am the only one working on my business right now and I’ve entered a new type of work environment in which I can’t turn to a colleague at 5pm on Friday and say, “Hey, let’s grab a glass of wine; we worked hard this week.” I have no one to ask except my cat.

As a result, I have adopted a new habit to help me adapt to my new work environment: podcasts. Podcasts are online radio shows hosted by someone about a specific topic. They can be streamed and downloaded via iTunes, or through an app such as Downcast. Here are my top three favorite podcasts to listen to for motivation, inspiration, and business-know-how. I think you’ll like them, and if you’re a solopreneur like me, then they may help you feel more socially engaged during the workday.

  • The Lively Show – After a few years of running her own jewelry business (which she started before graduating college) and doing business consulting on the side, Jess Lively entered into a new phase of life and began to focus on what she called “uppercase-V Values.” These Values are what Jess believes define our life’s intentions and allow us to live a life of joy, peace and uniquely-defined fulfillment both personally and professionally. She interviews guests from all walks of life and business; the theme is that all live in accordance to their values and have gone through great personal transformation to do so. I listen every week to be inspired and reassured that what my goals are possible.
  • The Fizzle Show – Three hilarious gentlemen who all make their living in online business created an online community called Fizzle to support budding creative entrepreneurs. Their podcast is free for everyone (you don’t have to be a Fizzle member), and I’ve gotten a lot of value from it. Topics range from how to define and identify an audience, how to build a product, and how to know when to move on from a project that isn’t going the way you had hoped. You come for the business advice but stay for the laughs with this podcast.
  • Market Foolery – This podcast focuses on that lovely m-word: money. By wanting to start my own business, I have to be comfortable with the language of money and though I took finance classes in school, they taught me about theory rather than real-life situations. Enter Market Foolery. This podcast is hosted by “fools” who work at Motley Fool, a company that analyzes the stock market and teaches people how to invest better. Market Foolery discusses the top business and investing stories of the day and does so in easy-to-swallow language. These podcasts motivate me to dream big. All companies listed on the S&P or NYSE started out small and likely with the idea of one or two people. If they can do it, why not me one day?

 

Call me Meghan. As I sit down to introduce myself, I can’t help but wonder why I named my blog, megbollenback.com.   Perhaps it was born out of a moment of rebellion or just a symbol of change and trying something new. To bring you into my world, in Fall 2014 I effectively retired from my corporate career, running operations for a high growth healthcare start-up company. Prior to that, I spent some time working in the hospitality industry. Since the fall, I’ve started my latest journey and adventure as a writer and creative professional in Washington, D.C.  I blog about food, life and am starting to discuss the process I’m going through to intentionally craft a lifestyle and career that I value and find joy in. I’ll be sharing thoughts on that process here at CAKE&WHISKEY and look forward to sharing my perspective on the sweet and spirited side of business.  And honestly, I answer to Meg, too.
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Nothing to Gain, Nothing to Lose; Reflections of a CEO

When I was a child I was an unbridled dreamer. I didn’t think of winning or losing or pros or cons in my quests of discovery. I simply moved in tandem with my soul.

This was not a selfish period of my life….rather the opposite. I believe our hearts are naturally bent towards others; serving, bringing joy, making someone feel as if they are accepted fully and loved unconditionally when they are with you. And so it was for blue-eyed Megan Wilson.

I dreamed only of harnessing the non-tangibles~ friendship, love, generosity, curiosity and happiness. I giggled for hours with my best friends while painting our fingernails. I bought my first toaster when I was nine years old at a yard sale with my next door neighbor Robbie so we could set up house together. I spent weeks painting a picture to gift to a family member. I sat on the floor in front of my deaf grandmother, letting her soft, wrinkled hands wrap around mine, forming my fingers into the letters of the alphabet so we could talk. I wrote letters to my pen pal in Egypt. I learned recipes so I could bake for my mom. These were my goals. My dreams. Simple, I know. Yet, they filled this girl’s soul to the brim with purpose and joy.

Of late, my heart beats faster, racing to find that place of unbridledness again.

I cherish a business mind. I’m surrounded every day by some of the most creatively charged, highly motivated brains God has on Earth right now. And it’s awe-inspiring. I too have been said to have a business mind. On paper, I guess this is the case. But I really don’t. Not really. I don’t have the fight in me for the win or loss. Because the greater vision means more.

In the midst of building a career, I had forgotten that until someone recently reminded me.

Big things loom on my horizon. Some may play out and others may never fully develop and I’m unphased by the outcome. Because, if I can stay close to my soul~ it tells me to serve, bring joy and create a sense of home for everyone I meet. Everything else is icing on the cake.

I need to get back to those non-tangibles. I want everything I do to not be guided by a fear of losing or anticipation of gaining but for long-term reward that cannot be measured by man. That’s what my heart beats faster for.

The kisses of the wind pull the currents of the ocean back and forth. And on one night not too long ago. the ocean and the wind brought with it a mist. A kiss to my cheeks.  Soon the mist became tiny droplets of rain, which steadily gave over to a downpour. I took shelter under an alcove, large enough only for a small stone bench. And there I sat. And breathed deep the sounds and smells and unexpected treasure life had given me in that night. And my soul was filled.

“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.” ― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

A Glimpse of True Beauty

Without notice, my grandmother moved two states away to help attend to the proper care and recovery of my grandfather. Much to our surprise, he did not make it, but what came out of the 24-hour whirlwind trip to say farewells and support my grandmother is a moment that I will carry in my heart forever.

When embarking on the trip, my grandmother fully expected to return home within a day or two and jump back into normal life. But, three months went by, and during that time she had nothing to wear except her matching jogging suit and sneakers. When it came time for the funeral, my grandmother was torn: she didn’t feel she could honor her husband of nearly 70 years, presenting herself in sneakers.

With the little makeup bag I always keep in my carry-on and some extra help from my dually equipped mom, we set our sights together to pamper my weary grandmother. We offered little touches of affection and together styled a wardrobe to help soothe and renew her confidence.  Gathering our suitcases, we pieced together an outfit.

With my new little one exhausted and strapped to my front in her carrier, I set to work moisturizing, applying, laughing and giggling at the rare girls’ moment the four of us were sharing. Four generations of women loving one another the best we could.

How could a moment of such loss afford the four of us to share something so beautiful? The beauty of the heart, the care of a finger’s stroke across tear riddled cheeks, or the laugh as my little one snuggled on my chest and swayed with my every brush stroke: this is true beauty.

Through a moment’s pause in our daily rush, we can help love another.  Remind that friend, family member, or even a stranger that they matter; it is a gift that ripples in effect. Smiles, unexpected hellos, a hand held, a phone call to remind someone you were thinking of them: this is how beauty is shared.

Grace filled beauty is something I challenge us all to pause and breathe in. These are the moments that take years off your soul and enrich your spirit.

 

Vanessa Elese is a NY based Emmy Award Winning Celebrity Makeup Artist and Beauty Expert. Vanessa’s most recent work includes Amazon’s “Alpha House”, the highly addictive “Orange is the New Black”-Netflix and Discover’s “Deadly Affairs” working with the ever lovely Susan Lucci. Previously, Vanessa has worked with FX’s hit TV show, “Damages” (Glenn Close and Rose Byrne) and ABC’s “All My Children” helping to manage their conversion to HD-TV, while demonstrating new high-def makeup techniques and products. Additionally, she has had the unique opportunity to work as part of the hilarious and hard working team at Saturday Night Live, a group with multiple Emmy Awards under their belt. While Vanessa continues to work as a full-time makeup artist for a select celebrities as well as television and film, she also maintains a private clientele. Additionally, Vanessa serves as the Executive Producer/Co-Host for a reality makeover pilot and considers it an honor to dedicate her time and energy to Child Crisis Organization of Arizona, a charity near and dear to her heart. Vanessa is featured as a beauty expert in numerous editorial articles, serves as an on-camera beauty/fashion expert as well as her blog, “The Beauty Fairy Diaries”TM. With each of her endeavors, Vanessa focuses her efforts to encourage and nurture a healthy inner beauty before focusing on the exterior. It is her mission to truly ignite women to perceive themselves with grace and beauty

A Mentoring Memoir : to Teach is to Learn

As a younger professional, I was blessed with a number of mentors. I found these women through my involvement in internships, volunteer positions, and professional organizations. These mentors taught me not only how to be a professional, but how to navigate the business world. I’m grateful that now, even as an established professional, new mentors appear in my life just when I need them.

These days, I find myself feeling like a proud mama bird. I’ve had the great privilege of both employing interns from and participating in a formal mentoring program at my alma mater, and this month I will watch four amazing mentees of mine graduate, leave the nest, and move on.

What surprises me most as a mentor is that I learn just as much as I do as a mentee. I have learned that there’s not that much difference between 40 and 20. At 40, I can be as unsure of myself as any 20-year-old, and sometimes these 20-somethings have it way more together than me. By asking questions that stumped me, they taught me that I can’t ease up on my own education. And they reminded me that I have valuable life experiences to share. My mistakes have become their cautionary tales, although I am sure they will all repeat some of them anyway; tis human nature and some lessons have to be learned first-hand. Our relationships have transcended the professional and are now friendships, and I am proud to have had a hand in making these women who they are and who they will become.

Teach something and learn something. Share what you know, and grow as you do.

Tanzi Merritt has made a career out of words. She spent several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, teaching students how to locate and evaluate information as well as to choose reading materials purely for pleasure. A career shift landed her in the position of sales and marketing coordinator for a technology consulting company, where she translates things written by software engineers into words that the non-developers of the world can understand. In her free time, she sits on a number of nonprofit boards, reads, knits, crafts, listens to (and sometimes makes) music, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents lots of local restaurants and craft breweries.

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Book Review: The Book of Unknown Americans by Cristina Henriquez

Traveling over 3,000 kilometers from their home in Pátzcuaro, Alma and Arturo leave behind a comfortable life where lunch often consists of bowls of cubed papaya and mango topped with coconut juice or cotija cheese in exchange for boxes of oatmeal and canned goods from a convenience store. Hope and optimism drive them forward.

The Rivera family treks to the United States in search of a school to provide special services for Maribel, recently injured in an accident. “I wanted her to have the full, long life that every parent promises his or her child by the simple act of bringing that child into the world.”

The Book of Unknown Americans by Cristina Henriquez quickly captures your attention, drawing you into the compelling stories of the lives not only of the Rivera family but also of their neighbors in a run-down apartment building in Newark, Delaware. Told in alternating points of view (11 total), the stories of the lives of immigrants from Mexico, Guatemala, Paraguay, Panamá, Nicaragua, Venezuela, and Costa Rica unfold throughout the novel. Henriquez weaves the stories together, conveying the experiences of individuals struggling in a new land but also of people caring about other people.

Whether we read fiction to escape life or read to learn about other cultures and ideas, we have an opportunity to listen to the stories of fellow humans through Henriquez’s work.

 

Renee believes we all have a story and advocates continuously for sharing & improving these stories. An educator and activist for eradicating inequities in our world, Renee believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. On the C&W blog Renee explores her creative side by offering thoughts on a variety of books from her book a week reading list.

Renee lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons.

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Summer of Sooth

When I approached the 3-month mark with my twins, a period of time that characterized a reasonable maternity leave, it symbolized that I should have been “ready” to go back to work. Yet I was feeling less ready than I ever had.  The twins were my 3rd and 4th children so I knew the tenuous relationship with ‘readiness‘ a mother can have going back to work. This feeling was as bloated, as ‘2X’ as my twin pregnancy.

For each of my returns to work, I had a series of memories of expectations gone awry – naive thinking that proved so off base, it distanced me from reality. I expected my work clothes to magically slip right back on, the baby’s sleep schedule to suddenly lock in place, complicated email threads from prior to my leave to have been solved and tucked away into the ether, important, “mission-critical” stuff to happen from 8-6 to justify precious time away from the baby. The more these things didn’t happen, the more distance I put between me and the rest of the world. I figured I must be alone.

No one talks about these things. These details. These imperfect moments. These instances of expectations gone awry and affective forecasts miscalculated. We talk about them to ourselves, often late at night, when we feel like we and the babies are the only ones – besides robbers, ghosts and monsters awake.

In her beloved TED talk, Brenee Brown reports findings from her research that the people who feel most fulfilled are those who are comfortably vulnerable. If we could admit to these vulnerabilities – the unvarnished truths where we question and laugh at our realities, would we be more fulfilled? If we could rely on the solutions others just like us have devised to balance (juggle) our complicated relationships with work, romance, friendship, body, mind, family, parenting, could we be more engaged in each pursuit?

I’m finding I am. Summer of Sooth is a chance to try it out: to find fulfillment in our shared vulnerabilities and strength in our reliance on the advice and wisdom of our peers in these same admittedly shaky boats.

 

Kate Niederhoffer founded Sooth two years ago with a desperate, simple need to get advice as she navigated the turbulent waters of returning to work after the births of her third and fourth children (twins). She wasn’t just compelled by her own situation — her background in both social psychology and social media gave her a hunch this was a bigger human problem.

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The Power of Ritual and Routine

As a creature of habit, a proponent of ritual, and someone with mild OCD tendencies, I’m obsessed with routines. There’s loads of research linking morning routines to success, and it’s fascinating to learn what entrepreneurs and artists do every day to tap their innovative and creative muse (check out this and this).

However, as a solopreneur, I have the luxury of NOT following a routine. At least not one typical for someone with, say, a family or a 9-to-5 job. For many years, I woke up whenever and slept whenever – and for a long time, this worked for me, as I wrote prolifically for clients and passion projects. Then something known as Approaching Middle Age happened and I couldn’t stay up past 11:00 or sleep beyond 7:00. While my body forced me into a morning routine, it was cemented when I got into a relationship with a successful, disciplined musician who rises before dawn (!) to practice.

These days, my morning routine isn’t just key to creating, it’s vital self-care. I love to wake slowly, so I read from bed for a half-hour. Then I make the bed, put my contacts in, brush my teeth, wiggle into workout clothes, and head out the door for a three-mile podcast-narrated walk, followed by a healthy breakfast, before diving into email and deadlines around 9:30.

I’m not one to criticize night owls as I was madly productive by moonlight for decades. But I get pretty jazzed over how much I accomplish – mostly for my well-being – by an hour when I would once have still been asleep. Mornings are when I get centered, move my body, and feed my belly, mind, and soul. As a result, I’m more intentional, creative, and productive. That’s the power of routine – and it’s a gift only I can give myself.

Nicole Christie is a writer, storyteller, and the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc. – a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can find her on Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, and at nicolechristie.com.

Pour Yourself A Cold One (Iced Tea That Is…)

It’s nearly that time of year in the south when a glass of iced tea becomes a daily requirement. Here are 3 recipes to stir the (tea)pot on summer’s idyllic beverage.

Cardamom and Coconut Black Iced Tea

For those overcast afternoons of summer showers, perfect for long chats with good friends.

3 cups Water

3 teaspoons Black Tea Leaves

3 tablespoons Coconut Sugar

2 Cardamom Pods, crushed to loosen seeds

Ice

½ cup Coconut Milk

Boil water then cover tea leaves and steep for 5 minutes. Strain and discard leaves. Stir in coconut sugar and cardamom pods. Allow tea to cool to room temperature before straining then placing in the fridge until chilled. To serve, divide the tea between 2 glasses filled with ice. Top with coconut milk.

 

Ginger-Orange Rooibos Iced Tea

For the day-long recovery after a big, satisfying BBQ.

 

3 cups Water

3 teaspoons Rooibos Tea Leaves

¾ cup Coconut Water

½ cup Ginger or Plain Kombucha

Squeeze of Ginger Juice (from freshly grated ginger)

Squeeze of Lemon Juice

Squeeze of Orange Juice

Ice

Sliced Orange

Boil water, then cover tea leaves and steep for 5-7 minutes. Strain and discard leaves. Allow tea to cool to room temperature before placing in fridge until chilled. Once chilled, stir in the coconut water, kombucha and fresh juices, adjusting the juice quantities to taste. Divide between 3 glasses filled with ice and garnish with sliced orange.

 

Strawberry-Lemon Honey Muddled Green Tea

For quiet afternoons with your feet propped up and a good book at hand.

3 cups Water

3 teaspoons Sencha Green Tea Leaves

½ pint Strawberries, quartered (no need to destem)

½ Lemon, sliced

2 Tablespoons Honey

Ice

Boil water then cover tea leaves and steep for 3-4 minutes. Strain and discard leaves. Allow tea to cool to room temperature before placing in fridge until chilled. Meanwhile, combine strawberries, lemon and honey in a small bowl and mash with a fork until the fruit starts releasing its juices. Allow to macerate at room temperature at least 10 minutes and up to 1 hour. Combine chilled tea with muddled fruit and give it a good stir. Pour yourself a tall ice-filled glass of tea and relax. Serves 2.

 

Marci Cornett is a (mostly) plant-based chef who promotes health-supportive cuisine and the development of sustainable food systems. After graduating from the Natural Gourmet Institute in New York, she worked in several professional kitchens including the renowned vegetarian restaurant, Cafe Paradiso, in Cork City, Ireland. She develops and publishes nourishing recipes and writes about the latest thinking concerning nutrition and food issues on her blog, marcicornett.com. Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter

 

The Uncomfortable Tourist

We take vacations to escape the discomforts of life: of an office chair or a suffocating schedule. We crave crisp white linens, crystal blue waters, and infinity pools blending seamlessly into oceans far from our own. We seek charmingly exotic cultural references but not too much, and ancient traditions preferably in the form of ancient massage.

But there is another way to vacation, one that provides us with everything we sought in the first place; to come home changed, recharged. When planning this kind of vacation, there is one simple rule:

Make yourself uncomfortable.

So often we travel cautiously, dipping our toes in the current of a new culture without ever looking down to see what lies below the surface. What a pity to travel to Mexico and be served churros con chocolate on a square, white plate. To explore the treasures of Morocco in air-conditioned shops and meet locals dressed to play the part.

Instead, wander down the boardwalk to the rhythm of mariachi and children playing “fútbol” in the streets, stand shoulder-to-shoulder with locals tossing pesos for a bite of the golden pastries still dripping with oil, and force your tongue to make the sounds of gratitude while being handed your churros in a napkin. Gracias.

Instead, join the crowds and experience what it must feel to be an ant as you’re herded through the tarp-covered stalls, getting glimpses of the same crimsons, azures and intricate handiwork that represent hundreds of years and cultures combined. Step aside and experience the calm of escaping the rush, and take a moment to touch the fabric that has been transformed from dust-worn wool to a tablecloth by a man whose worn down fingers are guided by generations of experience.

Instead, experience your differences alongside the people who call this everyday life.

You’ll have better stories, better souvenirs, and a better understanding. You’ll connect with people, experience authenticity, and be able to put things in perspective. By learning to deal with the little things – a surprise rain storm, or a missed bus – the big things will become more clear; family, health, love, fun, career.

As in travel, as in life – the experiences that change us are the ones that require a leap of faith.

 

I believe in travel, not only because it takes us out of our comfort zones and pushes us to face fears and discover interesting facts about the world and ourselves every step of the way – but because it forces us to change the ordinary. I jumped into travel in college, now having lived and traveled in 12 countries, and have accumulated a colorful resume with everything from “cupcake decorator” to “marketing manager” with plenty of outdoor adventures to fill in the gaps. I currently live in Costa Rica and can’t wait to share this country with readers through sensory snapshots of the pura vida lifestyle.

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An Opportunity For Kindness

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” -Maya Angelou

 On a recent day, I had a routine phone call with an aide in another elected official’s office. While our respective offices have different priorities and partisan backgrounds, I have always interacted well with this person.  We both sighed and made a joke about our hectic jobs, and then she did something surprising: she thanked me. For always being friendly and easy to work with. I was taken aback. Because isn’t everyone like that? Isn’t that part of being a professional? In short, the answer is no: courtesy and respect aren’t all that common on a harried work day.

People remember the way you treat them. If you are positive and patient, they will appreciate it, particularly if it is after they make a mistake or pass along a difficult message. If you are rude or condescending, they will remember that too.

Since that conversation, I’m reminded of just how meaningful (and easy!) it is to be considerate toward others, and not just in the office. Before you take your next bad day out on an innocent victim, pause and think: what if I made that person’s day better instead? You might be amazed at how it lifts your own state of mind.

 

Elizabeth Roach believes in balancing a sense of possibility with the art of savoir-faire, and is not above diving into a slice of cake while on a conference call. A graduate of Furman University and the Columbia University Publishing Program, she has worked in Kentucky government and politics for more than seven years. She is currently Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear’s scheduling director, and has previously served as his assistant speechwriter and as First Lady Jane Beshear’s press secretary. Based in Lexington, Kentucky, Elizabeth is a frequent traveler who writes freelance articles about bourbon, baking, and culinary adventures. She has contributed to The Bourbon Review, The Local Palate, and TheRecoveringPolitician.com, for which she pens a food column (http://therecoveringpolitician.com/category/friends/lizr). Check out her website at elizabethroachwriter.com, and follow her on Instagram @LizRoach7 and Twitter @LizRoach. 

Stay-cation

A couple weeks ago, I stepped away from my laptop, put my phone on airplane mode and walked into the National Portrait Gallery by myself in downtown Washington, D.C. I’ve lived in the D.C. region for four years now and this museum has been on my “to see” list for that length of time. On that day, I purposefully moved it onto my “to do” list. Two hours spent wandering long hallways gazing at portraits dating back to the time of Queen Elizabeth I, all the way up to the current U.S. Supreme Court Justices, was fascinating and a wonderful creative release. This visit inspired me to take mini “stay-cations” more frequently and continue to cross off sites and activities that are on my hometown bucket list.

Here are my tips on how to be a tourist in your hometown and make these “trips” a regular occurrence:

Make a List

What places have you wanted to visit in your hometown? Perhaps it’s a park, museum, restaurant, hiking trail, or a festival.

Mark it on Your Calendar

Block time for one trip on your calendar and pick an option from your list. Write out the details of your future visit on your calendar including the day, time, place, and who you want to invite (if anyone). Remember that the length of your visit doesn’t need to be a full day; a couple hours may do the trick!

Don’t Back Out

The week before your visit, re-commit to your decision. It’s easy to push a stay-cation off, saying that __x__ (kids, work, cleaning, etc.) are more important. But refrain from crossing this trip off your calendar! Mini stay-cations are equally important to make time for, so allow yourself the break.

Unplug

Commit to unplugging on your visit. This may be tough to do, but it’s important. It’s easier to turn the phone and computer off when you travel to a far-away destination, but I really encourage you to approach these mini stay-cations with the same attitude. The world will not come to an end because you didn’t check your email for a few hours and, in fact, you’ll probably feel more refreshed from the break.

Repeat

After your first visit, determine whether you want to make these stay-cations a regular occurrence, and, if so, schedule more time blocks out on your calendar to commit the time.

 

Call me Meghan. As I sit down to introduce myself, I can’t help but wonder why I named my blog, megbollenback.com.   Perhaps it was born out of a moment of rebellion or just a symbol of change and trying something new. To bring you into my world, in Fall 2014 I effectively retired from my corporate career, running operations for a high growth healthcare start-up company. Prior to that, I spent some time working in the hospitality industry. Since the fall, I’ve started my latest journey and adventure as a writer and creative professional in Washington, D.C.  I blog about food, life and am starting to discuss the process I’m going through to intentionally craft a lifestyle and career that I value and find joy in. I’ll be sharing thoughts on that process here at CAKE&WHISKEY and look forward to sharing my perspective on the sweet and spirited side of business.  And honestly, I answer to Meg, too.

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A Season of Grace

I close my eyes and imagine myself as a seven year old girl, running barefoot through the backyard grass, my movement a joy. Pausing in the patch of dandelions, I stretch my hands up and over my head slowly reaching back, walking them down the air until I palm the dirt. I find myself in a backbend, today known to me as wheel pose, the world upside down. I breathe deeply then reach my right foot high, flipping myself over.

Things look different.

This season I am moving towards fearlessness and freedom, reaching for inversions in my yoga practice, yearning once again for those afternoons of flipping over freely. Summer has settled in my life, teaching both in the classroom and in the studio paused for a moment as I simply rest on my mat, honoring my own practice. There are many kinks to be worked out, many stuck places to move through, so telling of the places in my life that need work.

As I desire to get back to the root of my practice this season, I am reminded of how important it is to offer up grace. So often my practice manifests itself in my life. In all that I have learned, all that I dream or desire to do as a woman, this is what deeply resonates.

Grace in my practice.

Grace in my every day.

 

Caitlin Lore is a storyteller and adventurer. By day she is a junior high English teacher, and by night a Holy Yoga instructor. She also wears the hats of wife, entrepreneur, marriage retreat maker, and aspiring novelist. After a jaunt with endurance racing, she now specializes in yoga for athletes, and restorative yoga seeking to bring soul-care and freedom to those feeling constrained by anxiety, depression, and stress through the avenue of Holy Yoga.   

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A RENAISSANCE LIFE: For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity

A “Renaissance Man” is a colloquial term for a well-rounded gentleman; one with developed skills in academics and a multitude of other areas. The Renaissance Man endeavored to reach his full potential. He was smart and savvy. He had many talents and knew no bounds.

Boundless? Sounds like the businesswomen of today.

Are we so different from the Renaissance Men of the past? Women in business today are artists; creative in the way they design and run their beautiful undertakings (hello Sarah Sproule, C&W Issue 2). They are virtuosos in social affairs; their networks are large, and close (hello Shama Hyder, C&W Issue 1). They are physically skilled, whether for pleasure, balance or work (hello Misty Copeland, C&W Issue 4). There is an appreciation of craft, a love of learning, and a zest for life.

Renaissance women are made, not born. They live a life of appreciation and constantly seek to enhance their skills in all areas. They read great books and pass them on to friends. They take time for themselves, because they know it’s important to reflect. They foster a sense of peace and know that they can change some things, and other things are best left to flourish as-is.

Well-rounded gentlewomen we are.

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, veteran, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments.

www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

*photo by Jacklyn Greenberg of JAG Studios

Outsource Your Next Party: 10 Must-Have Apps

Today there is an app for EVERYTHING.  Whether you’re ordering groceries, sending an invitation or hailing a cab, technology has made it easier than ever to never leave your couch. So, when it comes to planning your next soiree, leave it to these experts to take care of the details.

 

1) APPLE REMOTE

store.apple.com/us

Thanks to Apple Remote, the music will never skip a beat as you simultaneously play DJ and work the room.

 

2) CONFETTI SYSTEM / SWEET LULU

http://www.confettisystem.com/shop

http://www.shopsweetlulu.com

Looking for fun, colorful (and disposable) party decor to add a personal touch to your event? Look no further than Confetti System and Sweet Lulu for all those Instagram worthy finds!

 

3) FOOD & WINE COCKTAILS

http://www.foodandwine.com/cocktail-recipes

No summer soiree is complete without a signature drink.  Browse hundreds of unique recipes from Food & Wine and serve a festive cocktail at your next party like this delicious Champagne Mojito: http://www.foodandwine.com/recipes/champagne-mojitos.

 

4) GLAMSQUAD

http://www.glamsquad.com

With all this planning you probably forgot to take care of the most important thing…YOU. Leave it to Glamsquad to get you looking beautiful before your guests arrive with their in-home beauty services.

 

5) H.BLOOM

http://www.hbloom.com

A subscription for flowers? Sign me up! Whether it’s a weekly, bi-weekly or monthly delivery, H.Bloom will ensure your home is party ready.

 

6) HOMEPOLISH

http://www.homepolish.com

Nothing says “entertaining” like a well styled home. So, whether you’re in need of a little refresh to your decor or a complete home makeover, look no further than Homepolish. This pay-by-the-hour interior design service will have your space the envy of all your friends in no time.

 

7) KITCHENSURFING

http://www.kitchensurfing.com

Thanks to Kitchensurfing, private chefs are no longer just for the elite.  For as low as $25/per person you can eat like a king (or queen), impress your guests and… they do dishes too!

 

8) MINIBAR

http://www.minibardelivery.com

Save yourself a trip to the liquor store with the easy to use Minibar app and have your liquor and mixers delivered to your front door.

 

9) PAPERLESS POST

http://www.paperlesspost.com

Although nothing will ever compare to receiving a paper invitation in the mail, Paperless Post has made digital chic. Choose from one of their many designer collaborations with brands such as: Mr. Boddington, Happy Menocal, Little Cube or Crane & Co. and  “mail” all your invites with a click of a button.

 

10) POSTMATES

http://www.postmates.com

No matter how prepared you are as a host, there will always be something you forget. For this, we use Postmates!  They deliver just about anything from anywhere. Does it get any better than that?

 

After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on.

Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Refreshing the Soul

“Most of the things we need to be most fully alive never come in busyness. They grow in rest.”  ― Mark Buchanan

The silence of my morning is split by the whistle of my tea kettle, signaling it’s time for me to bloom the coffee grounds. I am old fashioned in my mornings, brewing my coffee in a French press. But the first moment when I sit down in my white winged chair, curtains open to the sunrise, my notebook and pen ready to be filled with the first stories of my morning, is a moment I deeply need in this season of life.

I’ve begun to learn among the many roles I carry that if I don’t allow myself a moment to reawaken my soul, I am bound to become chained to all that I am doing.

My passions squelched, my mind fragmented, my soul sore.

And so, in this season of busyness and deadlines, I find myself diligently waking before the sun to set apart a few moments just for me. Impulsively, I’m a let life rule me kind of woman instead of a woman who lives the art of life: a woman who, among any season, can find rest, give grace, seek self-care, and sit in peace.

We, as women, need moments to reclaim ourselves in our busy seasons.
We need moments of restoration: of digging deep into who we are as women so that we can be that woman.

We need moments that remind us how to come alive.

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When I need to reclaim myself and my dreams during a season, I tend to do three things, an awakening plan of sorts that leaves me refreshed:

  1. Sit with a cup of sweet coffee, my notebook, and a good book, the windows open and the world quiet.
  2. Slip away for an hour to meditate and practice Holy Yoga.
  3. Go for a simple bike ride.

What would your awakening plan look like? What is it that restores your soul and makes you come alive again, ready to dream once more and enter your season refreshed?

Caitlin Lore is a storyteller and adventurer. By day she is a junior high English teacher, and by night she is a Holy Yoga instructor. She is also a wife, entrepreneur, marriage retreat maker, and aspiring novelist. After a jaunt with endurance racing, she now specializes in yoga for athletes and restorative yoga seeking to bring soul-care and freedom to those feeling constrained by anxiety, depression, and stress through the avenue of Holy Yoga. 

http://caitlinlore.com/

 

Moment(s) to Myself

I have a history of exiting family parties in order to read, excusing myself from networking events to find a bathroom and center myself, and leaving early from late-night bashes to have an hour or so to unwind before falling asleep.When I was younger, I was the girl at sleepovers who went to bed early. I’ve been giving myself space since age 7.

Sometimes we need time away from people. But a solitary desire―no matter what the period of time―is a feeling not always valued by society. We have a tendency to call Walden Pond-esque behavior crazy.

I know people who are “afraid” to be alone. They find it boring, depressing, lonely. Our culture values social experiences: meaningful conversations, building relationships, family time, girls’ nights, and spending time with significant others. We are social creatures.

But can we celebrate ourselves, by ourselves?

I’m alone a lot. I go for walks, listen to music, learn something new, marvel at the stars. I expand the essence of time. I smile, I forgive, and fall in love with myself. And I come back to my relationships complete and whole.

My advice to you today is not to “carve out five to ten minutes a day for yourself” or to “pick up a hobby that can allow you to be alone” (although that’s good advice). My advice is for you to take as much time for yourself as you need.

Because your love for others is at its best when you love you.

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan encourages and empowers girls & women to bring forth the unique gifts, voices, and light shining inside each of them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry. http://www.sheenlightened.com

Imagery by Kristina Carter, CAKE&WHISKEY Cover Issue 2

RENAISSANCE WOMEN IN STILETTOS

For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity

Reformation of business doesn’t happen overnight. It comes in slow waves, evolving and building until it crashes on the shores of society. This is how the Renaissance took place―centuries of innovations that changed the way we understood science, the way we looked at art, and the methods of governing people and business.

It’s happening again, this time with women in business. We’re changing the way we look at occupations. More women are in combat roles than ever before. Women as angel investors get a lot of press. Female CEOs, though in short supply, populate the headlines and cover stories. The wave is growing. It may take centuries before it crashes on the shores of society, but the momentum has begun.

So how do we keep this renaissance moving? Barriers are down, but egalitarianism is scant. Stories of women facing adversity in technology, politics, law enforcement, and other areas of business still abound. The solution: networks. Women are finding power, support, and connections through various organizations that champion women in their fields of business. It’s the good ol’ boys’ club redefined. It’s a rebirth of the power society.

Pamela Ryckman (C&W Issue 2) unveils how women leverage connections in her book Stiletto Network. She articulates why women networks are important for personal and professional support. Academic theory calls this phenomenon “strong ties/weak ties.” A network of strong ties takes time and energy―they are very important to your success. But the people who are your weak ties network give you diversity, inspiration, and access to a larger network. Both are crucial. And in this business renaissance, the female ties are bridging gender gaps in the workplace.

Business is reborn, and she’s wearing heels.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, veteran, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments. www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Imagery by Janet Hill.

Spring Cleaning Your Makeup Bag

Spring cleaning isn’t just for your home. The cold winter months leave our beauty regimens yearning for a fresh take, making spring the ideal season to re-assess your cosmetic bag. Try these steps with me to eradicate the cluttered, clumpy, crusty and funky beauty items from our lives.

Step One: Toss

What items do you need to toss? Use your senses: Does it smell funky? Toss! Does it have a stick to it that isn’t supposed to be there? Toss! Bottom line, if you’d be embarrassed to show it to your coworkers or friends, it’s time to bid adieu and move on!

Step Two: Tweak

For the items you’re not willing to part with, consider giving them some TLC so they can remain front runners in the beauty bag.

Sharpen and Sanitize any eye, lip and concealer pencils. I like to do due diligence when cleaning any item, especially one that touches the eye area which is the most bacteria ridden area of our faces. This means sharpening the pencils and spritzing them with alcohol. It may seem like a bit much, but isn’t a little hygiene worth it when it comes to preserving our beauty?

For a dreadfully crumbled eye shadow, bronzer, powder or blush, ask first, “is there enough of the cosmetic left to make it worth saving?” and “Did the crumble happen inside the packaging?” If you’ve answered “yes” to these questions, then let’s set out to save it! Pull out your handy alcohol spritzer and your broken compact. First, slowly saturate the powder with the alcohol. Using a clean plastic spoon or knife, mix the alcohol and powder until they are a paste, even it out within the package, and press the product firmly back into place. Allow the compact to air dry overnight and wake up to find your favorite product fully restored (and sanitized)!

Step Three: Trade

The beauty industry upgrades products and launches new favorites before you can blink. It can be overwhelming, but there are some great reformulations and innovations that allow us to better care for our skin with the introduction of features like SPF and antioxidants. I am a huge advocate of the multi-purpose formulas like BB & CC creams, which can help minimize the number of items we use while maximizing performance. Pairing natural ingredients with lasting results is a win-win in my book.

Step Four: Breathe a Sigh of Relief

You’ve taken the challenge, tackled it with success, and now have a fresh start to maximizing your beauty more healthily and simply.

 

Vanessa Elese is a NY based, Emmy Award winning celebrity makeup artist and beauty expert. Vanessa’s most recent work includes Amazon’s Alpha House, Netflix’s highly addictive Orange is the New Black and Discover’s Deadly Affairs. Above all, Vanessa focuses her efforts to encourage and nurture a healthy inner beauty before focusing on the exterior. It is her mission to truly ignite women to perceive themselves with grace and beauty. http://www.thebeautyfairydiaries.com/

Imagery by Kristina Hultkrantz.

An Outline for Simple Entertaining

The dread of planning and preparing a meal for a group of friends should never keep you from entertaining. By following an outline, it will be just as easy to entertain for 12 as for 2. Stick to the basics (but do them very well), serve foods that work at room temperature and don’t require too much additional effort to multiply.

A Girlfriend Springtime Lunch:

  1. Cheese board: 3 to 4 nice cheeses arranged on a cutting board with nuts, dried fruit and honey. If artisanal cheeses aren’t available or affordable, a simple log of goat’s cheese from the supermarket can seem special when presented this way.
    Portion size: 2-3 oz per person
  2. Meat: Cured meats, smoked fish or even a plate of soft-boiled eggs halved and sprinkled with coarse salt.
    Portion size: around 1.5 oz per person
  3. Leafy Greens: A big bowl of bright salad greens dressed in a simple vinaigrette.
  4. French Lentils: Flavored with garlic, sea salt, pepper and lemon juice. Any dried bean or whole grain is delicious served this way.
    Portion size: 1/4 cup dried lentils per person.
  5. Bread: For layering the cheeses and meat into miniature open-face sandwich bites, and for mopping up the last of the vinaigrette. Buy more than you think you need; leftover bread freezes well.
  6. Spread: Avocado (my favorite), butter, hummus…anything that holds its own when spread on the bread but also complements the cheeses and meat.
  7. Extras: A scattering of bowls filled with various treats to be eaten alone, or added to the lentils and salad. Options: segmented oranges, pistachios, olives, sun-dried tomatoes, sautéed mushrooms, crudités…

Result: a meal that’s elegant, pleasurable and simple.

 

Marci Cornett is a (mostly) plant-based chef who promotes health-supportive cuisine and the development of sustainable food systems. After graduating from the Natural Gourmet Institute in New York, she worked in several professional kitchens including the renowned vegetarian restaurant, Cafe Paradiso, in Cork City, Ireland. She develops and publishes nourishing recipes and writes about the latest thinking concerning nutrition and food issues on her blog, marcicornett.com. Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter.

Imposter Syndrome

When did I become qualified to give career advice, especially to my family? Each time one of my siblings asks for my insight on career decisions, I’m both deeply flattered and slightly surprised.

I’m the oldest of the four of us, so perhaps being the frequent trailblazer for life milestones naturally adds gravitas to my professional perspective. At the same time, as adults, we are all carving our own paths and I sometimes wonder if my experiences are really relevant to their decisions. The weightiness of counseling my nearest and dearest can feed an imposter syndrome, and I worry about passing along bad advice.

And yet, they keep asking: will you critique my resume? What do you think about this job offer? Can we discuss the merits and pitfalls of one field versus another? I take this to mean that any guidance so far hasn’t been detrimental and our conversations might even have been valuable.

Considering all of this, I asked my siblings why they place confidence in my professional advice. They told me, yes, being even a few years older provides a longer view on work and life that’s helpful for early-stage career choices. It also matters to them that we have shared values. Any conversation about our careers can start from an understanding that we want to prioritize life beyond the office even when pursuing our professional goals.

I’m still humbled that my smart, accomplished, and uniquely talented siblings seek out my advice. I’m grateful that I get to play the role of the wise (slightly older) sage on work matters for people whom I love and admire.

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College, enjoys her whiskey neat, and blogs regularly at http://www.skylineblossoms.com.

Passion Project Fridays

If you’re a solopreneur, I’m willing to bet you started your business to gain more control over your work, your process, your clientele, and your time. And that you dreamt of more fully pursuing a personal passion, once you weren’t squished under the thumb of The Man. I’d also wager that somewhere along the solopreneurial road, you were hijacked by your business―and your passion was taken for ransom.

I’m not the betting type, but I am a solopreneur. And I know my kind. We tend to be All About the Work―which, admittedly, is part of the deal when you run your own show, especially early on. But here’s another part of the deal: all work and no passion makes for a dull (and possibly grumpy/exhausted/disengaged) solopreneur.

In my case, while I’m a corporate communications writer by trade, I’m a storyteller at heart. And for years, I desperately tried to give this passion an outlet. I’d block an hour during the workday to crank out an essay, but client work would take precedence. I’d vow to write on Saturday or Sunday, but the last thing I want to do on the weekend is camp out behind my laptop.

Finally, on New Year’s Eve 2014, I made one resolution: to really, truly, no-excuses carve out time for passion projects. I crunched some numbers and figured out that I could write for clients four days a week and dedicate the remaining workday to writing for myself.

Since January 1st, “Passion Project Fridays” have produced a short play and eight essays. And they’ve reminded me that solopreneurial life should not be All About the Work. My business may have kidnapped my passion, but I paid the ransom and got it back. We’re finally reunited―and it feels so good.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc.―a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can soak up her solopreneur wisdom at http://nicolechristie.com/.

Playing It Big

“Our playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.” -Marianne Williamson

Raise your hand if you’ve ever said something like this: “Well, it’s not as big of a deal as it sounds,” or “Anyone could do it; it’s nothing special.” In the interest of modesty and politeness, there can be an impulse to downplay your job title or level of responsibilities. The reality is often much different than how we portray it. No, not just anyone is committed to working late nights or deftly handling complex data like you.

It can be especially tempting to tone down your strengths when you are around those who are insecure or easily intimidated. Many a professional woman has struggled to contend with a colleague or acquaintance’s inferiority complex. A passive-aggressive aside at a networking event or a brash remark in a meeting can give even the most confident of us pause.

More than once, well-meaning strangers have peered into my office and asked if I am an intern or how I ended up in such a nice office suite, as if it were surprising for someone young and female to serve in an influential position.

Here’s the thing: when you are in a situation where there is pressure to tone down your capabilities, don’t do it. You’re not helping anyone by dimming your light. Take ownership of your worth, and don’t shrink from the ugly glare of envy.

Furthermore, when you encounter an accomplished person who has an impressive career, don’t eye her with resentment; take notes. Ask questions. Learn from her hard-earned lessons.

Most importantly, don’t play it small. By sharing your dedication with others, you will inspire them to carry out achievements as amazing as your own.

 

Elizabeth Roach is a graduate of Furman University and the Columbia University Publishing Program. She has worked in Kentucky government and politics for more than seven years and is currently Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear’s scheduling director. Based in Lexington, Kentucky, Elizabeth is a frequent traveler who writes freelance articles about bourbon, baking, and her culinary adventures. elizabethroachwriter.com

SIP&SLICE Book Review: Becoming Odyssa

She tells stories, runs a business, inspires women young and old, encourages people to spend time outdoors, and hikes long distance trails at record-breaking speeds. Jennifer Pharr Davis offers insightful perspective and chronicles a transformational journey of her five-month hike of the Appalachian Trail, a 2,185* mile footpath that stretches from Maine to Georgia, in her first book Becoming Odyssa: Epic Adventures on the Appalachian Trail.

Her thru-hiking adventures began immediately after graduating college as a classics major. Suitably, Pharr Davis selected the trail name Odyssa when she started her hike because she thought about what the name meant and considered that maybe she was a wanderer on a long journey back to her home. She spent the next five months hiking, listening to others tell their stories, telling her own story, gaining confidence, exploring her options in life, and deciding she needed to spend her life doing something she enjoyed instead of sitting behind a desk. She figured out what she wanted to do and “knew that something deep within connected with nature, hard work, and simplicity.” She started an outdoor hiking company.

Pharr Davis recaps each section of her 2005 journey on the Appalachian Trail with one-word. This collection of one-word chapter headings ranges from ‘love’ to ‘perseverance’ to ‘optimism’ to ‘homecoming’ in the final stretch. This isn’t just a book about hiking; it’s a story of a young woman finding and transforming herself from the naïveté of Jen to the experience of Odyssa. “I knew that I was beautiful, despite what other people said, and I appreciated my body based on what it could do instead of on how it looked.” She describes home not as a physical place but a state of truly knowing self and feeling at peace.


Following this epic adventure, Jennifer Pharr Davis went on to claim the women’s speed record for hiking the Appalachian Trail in 57 days and then later set the overall record hiking faster than any man or woman by completing the 2180 + mile trail in 46 days 11 hours and 20 minutes in 2011. Read about the record-setting hike in her book Called Again: A Story of Love and Triumph.

*The exact number of miles varies slightly from year to year when the Appalachian Trail Conservancy paints fresh white blazes (small white rectangles) on trees and posts denoting the path each year.

 

Renee Boss is an educator and activist who believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. She is also a book lover, who has made it her goal to devour a book a week. She lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons. www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

Masha’s Photo-Ready Makeup Tips

Masha “oNashemoGlavnom” is a theoretical biophysicist gone wild with videography. She is the producer of three web series devoted to beauty, fashion, filmmaking and a creative lifestyle. Try out Masha’s cocktail of emotional strength, intellectual growth, vibrant self­expression, and love for life, all mixed—not stirred—with a punch of good whiskey and a lavish Russian twist. www.onashemoglavnom.com

Stop and Savor

I recently had a dear friend come to me for advice, because she was feeling bogged down by the weight of her everyday routine. She could catch only a glimpse of the beauty of life, and that did not satisfy her.

But I did not feel adequate to impart wisdom, because so often I, too, feel lost in a world of stress, meetings, and obligations.

Regardless, I offered her this: As cliché as it may be, notice the world around you for everything that it is. Savor this season of life.

And when we met last week for dinner, she and I did just that. We joined another sweet friend and sat in a little restaurant, brimming with character. We ate succulent avocados and juicy sandwiches. Our conversation was real and relatable. We talked about problems and shortcomings but also about triumphs, successes, and joys.

When I recognize that dinner for all that it was, we were sisters, embracing and navigating this unpredictable season of life together. This is what it means to take notice of life. Appreciating the small things doesn’t have to be some gushy, crying affair. It happens in quite the sincerest form when the voice in your head says, “Cherish this,” while laughing with your friends between bites of avocado.


Elaine Bailey is currently a full-time student majoring in writing, rhetoric and communication. When she’s not working on papers, she is spending time with her family and friends or pursuing her passion for travel. She lives life joyfully and wishes to radiate that joy, zest, and excitement for life to everyone she meets.

THE JULEP TRIO

There’s one day a year when we lose all our inhibitions – we drink, we gamble, and we wear ridiculously big hats. You’ve guessed it, it’s Derby Day. Whether you’re celebrating at Churchill Downs or at home with friends, nothing says “derby” quite like the mint julep. This year I’m giving this Southern classic a fresh twist and serving up the perfect trifecta – mint, sage and thyme juleps. Get these recipes below and start placing your bets. Cheers!

Classic Mint Julep

Mint Simple Syrup
1 cup sugar
1 cup water
1 bunch fresh mint, torn into pieces

Ingredients
1 ½ oz Kentucky bourbon whiskey
1 sprig of fresh mint, for garnish
1 oz mint syrup
Crushed ice

Directions

  1. In a pot over high heat bring water and sugar to a boil and cook for 1 to 2 minutes until sugar dissolves. Muddle mint slightly to release natural oils, stir into the syrup mixture. Set aside to cool for about 10 minutes.
  2. Fill an 8 oz julep cup with crushed ice. Pour whiskey and stir. Top it with mint simple syrup and sprigs of mint for garnish.

 

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Sage Julep

 Sage Simple Syrup
1 cup water
1 cup granulated sugar
10 fresh sage leaves

 Ingredients
2 oz Kentucky bourbon whiskey
1 tablespoon sage infused simple syrup
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 sprig of fresh sage, for garnish
1 splash club soda

Directions

  1. In a pot over high heat bring water, sugar and sage to a boil. Reduce heat and let simmer for 2 minutes. Turn off heat and allow the mixture to cool completely for 10 minutes, then remove sage.
  2. Fill an 8 oz julep cup with crushed ice. Pour whiskey over ice, add the sage simple syrup and lemon juice. Top it with a splash of club soda and a sprig of sage for garnish.

 

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Thyme Julep

Thyme Simple Syrup
1 cup water
1 cup granulated sugar
1 bunch fresh thyme

Ingredients
2 oz Kentucky bourbon whiskey
1 tablespoon thyme infused simple syrup
1 tablespoon lemon juice
4 sprigs of fresh thyme, for garnish
1 splash club soda

Directions

  1. In a pot over high heat bring water, sugar and thyme to a boil. Reduce heat and let simmer for 2 minutes. Turn off heat and allow the mixture to cool completely for 10 minutes, then remove thyme.
  2. Fill an 8 oz julep cup with crushed ice. Pour whiskey over ice, add the thyme simple syrup and lemon juice. Top it with a splash of club soda and sprigs of thyme for garnish.

 

After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on. Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Imagery by Charlie Juliet Photography.

Breathe Deeply Into Life

As a yoga instructor, I have come to love my breath. When I was an endurance athlete, I understood the importance of the respiratory system, but I never truly grasped the gift of my breath. Through my yoga schooling, I have learned that we often only use one-third to one-fourth of our lung capacity daily.

We aren’t breathing fully and deeply into our everydays.

Our breath gives us life―it is the life within us. Breath replenishes our systems, aids in our health, and can calm us―literally―in that moment of fight or flight. Breathing helps slow the production of cortisol, the stress hormone, and brings us back to a calm state.

During this seasonal change, I often find myself more busy than usual, which in turn manifests as stress. Spring is the season where I need to come back to my breath; to breathe into my full capacity of loving and living; to learn to inhale grace and exhale the things that aren’t priorities.

To learn to breathe in life, deeply and fully.

A Breath Exercise

  • Find a comfortable, seated position bringing your back straight and gently placing your left hand on your belly and right hand on your chest.
  • Begin by taking a few slow, conscious breaths through the nose, inhaling and exhaling deeply with a slight pause in between, simply observing the breath.
  • Slowly begin to bring your breath in control. Make the breath a little deeper, longer in both the inhalations and exhalations. Try to expel every little bit of breath on the exhale before you begin another inhale. Keep focusing on the breath, listening and noticing.
  • After a few rounds of breath, allow a brief pause at the top of the inhale, as well as after the exhale. Let your body move freely with the breath.
  • Allow the belly to expand outward, while the ribs expand to the sides, and visualize the breath rolling up through the lungs, the chest rising at the top of the inhale. As you exhale, the body deflates: the chest dropping and belly coming in.
  • After about five minutes of this focused, belly breathing, let go of the conscious control of your breath. Notice how your energy, thoughts, and emotions have changed during this time, the moment peaceful and purposeful. Your breath full.


Caitlin Lore is a storyteller and adventurer. By day she is a junior high English teacher, and by night she is a Holy Yoga instructor. She is also a wife, entrepreneur, marriage retreat maker, and aspiring novelist. After a jaunt with endurance racing, she now specializes in yoga for athletes and restorative yoga seeking to bring soul-care and freedom to those feeling constrained by anxiety, depression, and stress through the avenue of Holy Yoga. 
http://caitlinlore.com/

Are You Giving Away Too Much?

If you are community-minded, it’s energizing to get involved with a project or nonprofit and use your abilities to successfully reach the organization’s goals. However, as someone who does creative work, I’ve noticed that I am asked far more frequently than my counterparts in, say, the legal or accounting fields, to provide my skills and knowledge at no cost.

It’s tough, because when I am excited about a project I want to do everything I can to move it forward. And as a board member for a nonprofit am I not supposed to do money-saving work to better the organization? The things I do best include writing and editing, research, project management, and creating communication strategies. I like doing these things. I also get paid to do these things, and I know how much each is worth. Where do I set the boundary? Where do I draw the line and avoid giving away too much of my expertise?

Creative work is undervalued by those who can’t do it. It surprises me how often I hear people say that they hate writing marketing copy or they don’t know how to organize web content, but when they find that I can do these things, a switch is flipped and suddenly the work is so easy that, surely, I’ll only need a few minutes to do it. They’ve forgotten that affinity doesn’t automatically equal speed or ease.

If you are a creative, my advice is to determine what your time and talents are worth, and only give away the amount you consider reasonable. And if you aren’t a creative, stop asking those who are―writers, artists, musicians―to give you their time, talent, and intellectual property for free. They have worked hard to develop their skills and talents and deserve not only to be respected, but to be compensated.

 

After spending several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, Tanzi Merritt shifted her career to become a tech company’s sales & marketing coordinator. She sits on a number of nonprofit boards, and, during her off-hours, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents local craft breweries. Connect with her: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt.

Active Listening

Too often I find myself hearing what a person is saying but not really listening to what she is saying. As a social worker, part of my education was learning how to actively listen to clients. Although it’s something I struggle to practice in my everyday life, I notice such an improvement in understanding when I do. Because of this, I wanted to share with you a few ways you can be a more active listener to your loved ones.

Empathize – Attempt to understand and share their feelings. The old adage still stands: “Put yourself in their shoes!”

Ask Questions – Participate in the conversation. Replace the usual “mm-hm” or “yeah” with pausing for a moment to ask a question that lets the person know you’re really interested in what she’s telling you.

Clarify – One of the reasons that asking questions is important in active listening is because it helps us clarify. Clarification is finding out what exactly someone means, and helps to prevent one of the biggest barriers in communication: misunderstanding.

Body Language – Last, but not least, body language is crucial. Making eye contact with the person speaking to you and having an open posture towards her has proven to engage a longer, and probably a more meaningful, conversation.

Listening with your heart to what someone is telling you and responding with real compassion or genuine feedback is the gift that gives back. You will be amazed at the difference active listening really makes in getting to know a person, or in simply being there for her.

 

Haylee Smoot is a social worker currently pursuing an MSW at the University of Kentucky. She is a Kentucky Proud foodie and passionate about her heritage, her pug Dodi, and helping others. 

Photography by Lupen Grainne.

Renovating our RV

There is something very exciting about building or renovating your own home. My boyfriend, Josh, and I were thrilled the day we drove our home, a 1978 Georgia Boy Cruise Air, to my parents’ farm.

I took some photos, we introduced the dogs to the RV (they didn’t want to leave), and we took it to Natural Bridge in Kentucky to test it out at the campgrounds. We donned our rose-colored glasses and charged forward like nothing could stop us.

When we began the demolition of the 1970s interior, however, we had no idea what 30 years meant in RV life. Deconstructing the existing cabinets was like solving a nonsensical puzzle. There were hidden screws that we didn’t find until frustration had led us to brute force. There was electrical wire hidden in walls, found only after they were already cut. The glue and adhesives holding the walls together were meant to last past the human race, and I have never seen so many ladybugs in such small spaces!

Needless to say, it has been an adventure. Not the rose-colored adventure we painted in our heads, but an up-and-down rollercoaster of an adventure.

The image of our perfectly aged RV started out surrounded by rainbows and butterflies, and sparkling surfaces. Now, the RV has a few scars, and a few more nonsensical designs because, well, that’s the only way we could get the closet as big as we wanted, or the shower in the right spot.

While our expectations have become a little more “realistic,” it is still very exciting to pick out handles to drawers, and curtains for windows. And we still smile really, really big about every single step. Because the magic of creating your own home is that it is yours, every brilliant bit of it.

 

Christine Williams is a Lexington, Kentucky-based photographer who prefers to think of herself as a storyteller. She loves surprises, imperfections and happy endings. Most of all, she loves days that give memories.  Goldieandchristine.com

Imagery provided by Christine Williams

Loving the Life on Offer

I’m what you’d call a jetsetter. For the past three years, I’ve been based in Seattle with a musician boyfriend in Montreal. The reasons are complicated and frustrating, but from an outside perspective, it all looks very glamorous. Especially because, as a self-employed writer, I’m able to spend the bulk of my time with him, both in Montreal and touring the world (so far: Austria, Spain, Barbados, Hawaii, Toronto, Vancouver, at least a dozen cities across the U.S., and soon―New Zealand).

Suffice it to say that I’m no stranger to the phrase, “I want your life.” Because, just as social media tempts us to compare our lives to the news feed, the assumption is that if you’re a jetsetter, your days are filled with champagne in first class, productive workdays in exotic cafes, and layovers spent sipping free cocktails in airport lounges.

But nothing is Instagram-perfect, so most assumptions about this lifestyle are false. And truth be told, I never wanted to be a jetsetter. I’m a nester and a homebody who spent eight years building a business so I could work from home―not from all over the world. Then again, I also spent eight years in disastrous relationships, wondering when someone good would come along. Eventually I found him and felt I’d been offered an incredible gift, though the packaging wasn’t what I expected. But my choice was this or nothing―board the plane or disembark the relationship.

So I got on board. And I grew stronger and braver. Eventually, I replaced grousing with gratitude. I learned to appreciate the opportunity to see the world with someone I love. I learned to want the life I have. And I learned that it’s not about the packaging―it’s what’s inside and what you do with it that makes it a gift.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc.―a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can soak up her solopreneur wisdom at http://nicolechristie.com/.

Bourbon Apple Stack Cake

One of my favorite and earliest cooking memories is of baking a cake with my grandmother. My little sister was bouncing around our feet, jabbering away to us. Grandma, in the patient way she could admonish without belittling, told my sister to leave me alone because I was a new cook who needed to concentrate on the recipe. I wasn’t happy with this remark; even at 10-years-old, I didn’t want to be thought of as a novice in the kitchen.

Since then, food has transformed my interest into a passion, taking me to culinary school and jobs in professional kitchens. Through all this, I’ve never forgotten that afternoon with my grandmother. I wish we could cook together one more time.

This Apple Stack Cake is very different from the one my grandma used to make. My recipe is vegan and calls for nourishing ingredients such as spelt flour, unrefined sweeteners, raw coconut oil…plus a little bourbon (I couldn’t ignore its affinity for apples). Best to get started the day before serving to allow the apple butter filling to moisten and infuse the dark, rich layers of spiced cake.

Bourbon Apple Butter

2 tablespoons unrefined Coconut Oil
8 medium Apples, cored and chopped
8 Medjool Dates, pitted
Good pinch Sea Salt
1 tablespoon ground Cinnamon
1 tablespoon Blackstrap Molasses
2 tablespoons Bourbon, or to taste

  1. Place the oil, apples and dates in a large pot over med-high heat until they begin to sizzle. Stir in the salt and cinnamon, then cover the pot and reduce the heat to low. Cook the apples, stirring occasionally, until they’re completely tender.
  2. Once tender and cooled slightly, use an immersion blender or food processor to puree the apples. At this point, measure out and refrigerate 95 grams (about ¼ cup and 2 tablespoons) of the puree. This will be used in the cake batter.
  3. Return the remaining puree to the pot and place over medium heat then stir in the molasses. Cover the pot, leaving the lid ajar, and cook the apple puree for 1.5 to 2 hours, until it’s reduced, thickened and darkened. Stir frequently and adjust the heat periodically to prevent the bottom from scorching.
  4. Once the apple butter is thickened, remove from heat and stir in the bourbon to taste. Store covered in the fridge up to 1 week.

Stack Cake

½ cup (125 milliliters) Plant-based Milk (I used a mixture of almond and coconut)
1 tablespoon White Vinegar
½ cup + 1 tablespoon (170 grams) Blackstrap Molasses
1 ½ teaspoons fresh Ginger, grated
1 tablespoon Vanilla Extract
1 ½ cups + 2 tablespoons (184 grams) Light Spelt Flour
1 ½ cups + 2 tablespoons (184 grams) Whole Spelt Flour
½ teaspoon ground Cinnamon
1 ½ teaspoons ground Ginger
¾ teaspoon Sea Salt
1 tablespoon Baking Soda
1 teaspoon Baking Powder
½ cup (113 grams) unrefined Coconut Oil
½ cup + 1 tablespoon (113 grams) Coconut Sugar
¼ cup + 2 ½ tablespoons (95 grams) Apple puree (see above recipe for instructions)

  1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
  2. In a medium bowl, whisk together the plant-based milk and vinegar then set aside for at least 10 minutes to sour. After 10 minutes, whisk in the molasses, fresh ginger and vanilla extract.
  3. In a large bowl, sift together the flours, cinnamon, ginger, sea salt, baking soda and baking powder.
  4. In a stand mixer, use a paddle attachment to beat together the coconut oil and coconut sugar until fluffy. Then, mix in the apple puree.
  5. Change to a whisk attachment on the machine. On low speed, whisk in a third of the dry flour mixture. Once incorporated, whisk in a third of the soured milk mixture. Stop the machine and scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl as needed. Continue alternating between the dry and wet mixture for two more batches, until everything is fully incorporated.
  6. *To bake, divide the batter into 3 mostly equal portions. Use a small spatula to spread one portion of the thick batter evenly across the bottom of a small cast iron skillet, coated with coconut oil. Bake each layer for 17-20 minutes, or until the edges are slightly crisper than the middle and a toothpick inserted into the cake’s center comes out with dry crumbs attached. Allow each layer to cool in the skillet for 10 minutes before turning out onto a wire cooling rack.
  7. Since this is a rustic dessert, there’s no need for the layers to cool completely before spreading the apple butter between each layer and on top of the cake. The cake’s flavor and texture will only improve over the next few days. Store covered in the refrigerator, but bring to room temperature before serving.

*You can also transfer the entire batter to an 8” round cake pan, coated with coconut oil and dusted with spelt flour. Bake for 40 to 50 minutes, or until it passes the toothpick test. Allow the cake to sit in the pan for 10 minutes before turning out onto a cooling rack. Cool completely before cutting into 3 layers with a serrated knife.

 

Marci Cornett is a (mostly) plant-based chef who promotes health-supportive cuisine and the development of sustainable food systems. After graduating from the Natural Gourmet Institute in New York, she worked in several professional kitchens including the renowned vegetarian restaurant, Cafe Paradiso, in Cork City, Ireland. She develops and publishes nourishing recipes and writes about the latest thinking concerning nutrition and food issues on her blog, marcicornett.com. Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter.

Imagery by Sarah Jane Sanders.

Throwing Rocks

My family and I are fortunate enough to live near a large reservoir. No one is allowed to swim in it, but we are allowed to sail, row, and play on the beaches.

The mountains peek through the view in the distance, teasing and calling us like Sirens. With the city circling our backs, it only takes a moment to heed their call. At our feet lie the rocks carved from the mountains and left behind as the water journeyed from the reservoir.

One of our most simple family activities is to go and throw rocks in the water. The handfuls the kids chuck make a not-so-quiet PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! as they break the surface, while we adults work hard to skip the not-actually-flat rocks.

We don’t talk much as the rocks fly. Everyone is in quiet contemplation with the rote nature of rock-flinging. For a group of people who have about as much spirituality all together as a yogini has in her baby toe, this is as close as we get to meditation.

Ultimately pointless, rock throwing can be done just about anywhere―the beach, a stream, a puddle in the back alley or the slough at a farm. Rocks plus water, that’s all you need.

The same effect can be had from gathering pinecones, looking for four-leaf clovers, searching for sea glass, and picking out pretty fall leaves. Being out in nature, in contemplation, engrossed in a repetitive activity, is indeed spiritual. It answers the Sirens’ call to leave the city behind. Even if you can’t actually do that.

 

Cheryl Arkison is a writer, quilter, and mom. She writes and teaches on quilting, craft, creativity, food, and family—all from her dining room empire. From this space she wrote her first book, Sunday Morning Quilts (co-authored with Amanda Jean Nyberg) and her second book, A Month of Sundays. Her third book will be released in 2015. A proud first generation Ukrainian, she is committed to not letting the artistry of food and craft from her heritage pass by unnoticed in the modern age. Cheryl is the mother of three kidlets and wife to her entrepreneur husband. www.cherylarkison.com

Imagery provided by Cheryl Arkison

Gin Cocktails and Good Friends

It was girls’ night, and I was the first to arrive at our favorite cozy, dimly-lit bar (Beecher’s, of course)…which gave me more time to study the cocktail list. As Kate settled in, I mentioned that I had debated between two cocktails before ordering a French 75.

“Of course you did, Jean,” Kate said, laughing. “Ten out of ten times, you pick the gin cocktail.”

She was right, and a little light of recognition switched on in my brain. While I knew that I enjoyed a good gin cocktail, I hadn’t realized how often I chose them over something else. Which, as Kate pointed out, is nearly every time.

It was a moment of clarity that still makes me smile, because a dear friend helped me recognize something very consistent (although admittedly minor) about myself. I think that is friendship at its best.

Good friends help us see ourselves more clearly and can nudge us (sometimes gently, sometimes with a firm but loving push) towards knowing ourselves better. They can highlight our strengths and skills, the things we take for granted because they come so naturally to us. And they can pinpoint our favorite drink order, sometimes before we’ve even laid claim to it ourselves.

For the record, Kate never orders the gin cocktail.

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue 2 by Sarah Jane Sanders

RENAISSANCE WOMEN: On Gender Equality

For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity.

The Renaissance was a period of awakening after the Middle Ages. What began as a cultural movement of perspective manifested itself in artistic expression, educational reform, and yes, political, religious, and societal change. Actions reflected changing thoughts about the way we live life.

It’s happening again. And I find myself a part of it. I’m a woman in STEM, and I advocate for more women to pursue careers of technology and adventure. This starts with access to and love of learning. I applaud Malala Yousafzai’s advocacy for female education. I discuss Sheryl Sandberg’s plight for women in the workplace, from Lean In to writing about closing the gender gap with Adam Grant to creating Board Bootcamps with Marc Andreessen. I follow Chelsea Clinton’s work at the Clinton Foundation in championing women and girls globally.

Is there progress? Well, yes, but we won’t close the wage gap immediately. There won’t be 50% women on boards next year. All girls won’t go to school tomorrow. But we are talking about it. More people are becoming aware, and supportive. It’s fluid. And the direction it flows is up to us.

Let’s reimagine the balance of power. Let’s ask what it means to be an equal partner in our work, in our homes, and in our society.

Gently.

Because shaking the foundations and screaming demands rarely achieves harmony. And it’s not my style. A good chance it’s not yours either.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, veteran, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments. www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue 6 by Jacklyn Greenberg

SIP & SLICE Book Review: Marathon Woman

Kathrine Switzer began running at a time when “cool girls looked great all the time; they did not run.” In fact, commonly accepted myths and stereotypes led people to believe athletic women developed manly, muscular legs and moustaches and risked their uteruses falling out if they ran too far. Undeterred by the naysayers, Switzer ran wearing earrings, a headband and lipstick.

Switzer made history in 1967 by becoming the first woman to officially register and run the entire Boston Marathon. Her participation angered race officials who tried violently to eject her from the race as depicted in the now iconic photograph (see above).

Kathrine Switzer’s memoir Marathon Woman: Running the Race to Revolutionize Women’s Sports portrays the story of the infamous race that ultimately changed the course of women in sports, specifically women in running. Throughout the book, Switzer shares her story about overcoming what seemed impossible and changing lives. With the same determination and courage it took for her to run the race, Switzer went on to organize women-only races, and she effectively petitioned the IOC to make a women’s marathon part of the Olympic Games while also launching a successful career in journalism and business.

Switzer’s memoir isn’t just about running and her professional career. She offers inspiration for women around the world, as she explores issues faced by women in numerous countries. She inspires us to face naysayers, heartbreak, hard work, and risk of failure. She also encourages us to accomplish tasks by strategizing, setting goals, and tackling difficult tasks bit by bit: the same way her dad taught her to run one lap around their yard at a time 50 years ago.

 

Renee Boss is an educator and activist who believes access to quality education is a right for everyone. She is also a book lover, who has made it her goal to devour a book a week. She lives in Lexington, Kentucky with her husband and two sons. www.reneeboss.blogspot.com

 


Do you have an inspirational sports story like Switzer’s to share? In our upcoming Sporting Issue, CAKE&WHISKEY is celebrating the powerful women in the sports industry: the players, of course, but also the women working behind the scenes. We want the encouragers, those who help young women and girls build self-esteem through sports. We want the physical therapists, the product developers, the corporate iron-women, and the after-school tennis coach. Tell us about the innovative thinkers & inspiration-givers in the sports industry today. We would love to hear about them. Send thoughts, proposals, and submissions to editor@cakenwhiskey.com.

Inquire

It’s funny how you can walk past a thing hundreds of times but not really see it.

Last week I admired—for the umpteenth time—the mystery tree we have in our paddock that is covered in clumps of Dr. Seussian turquoise, blue, and fuchsia berries every autumn. Although I’ve been wondering about it for the past four years, it wasn’t until this month that I finally asked Greg, a friend of ours with a decidedly green thumb, what he thought the tree was.

As he peered up into the leafy canopy he declared, “That’s gotta be pepper.” Pepper! Never in my wildest imaginings…

Although I am a self-sufficiency fan and love growing weird and wonderful things in my gardens, I had never thought about growing pepper, or any other spice, save for ginger and turmeric. Excitedly, I gathered a cluster of the vivid berries and photographed them, then searched online to see if they truly were peppercorns. Sure enough, they were.

I am thrilled with our discovery and have had such fun learning how to ferment the colorful peppercorns, dry and get them ready to fill our pepper grinders with.

The no-longer-a-mystery Peppercorn Tree now serves as my reminder to inquire, not just admire.

 

 

Krista Bjorn is a wood-burning artist, goat farmer, author, writer, and photographer. Although she was born in Canada, raised in the USA, and shaped by her European roots, she now lives on a goat farm in Queensland, Australia with her husband, Bear. There, she celebrates anything that leads to healing, thriving, and loving. http://www.ramblingtart.com/

Imagery provided by Krista Bjorn

The Art of Hosting | How to Prepare for Houseguests

If you’re anything like me, you love nothing more than to host your family and friends whenever you get the chance. But let’s be honest, hosting is hard work and can bring out the good, the bad and the ugly in us all. So I’ve put together my five foolproof tips for perfecting the art of hosting while avoiding all the stress.

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Tip 1.

A welcome tray: A welcome tray is simple to do and will make your houseguests feel simultaneously spoiled and right at home. You can place the tray on their bed or a nearby table so they have easy access throughout the weekend. I love to include water (Pellegrino and Aqua Panna are my go-tos), beautiful glassware, fresh flowers and a light snack, like these homemade nut bars, to ward off hunger after a long day of traveling. You can find a similar recipe here.

Tip 2.

Flowers: You can never go wrong with fresh flowers! Place them next to the bed, in the kitchen or in your bathroom to make the living space feel fresh and homey.

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Tip 3.

Stock up: Be sure to stock your fridge and pantry with plenty of food options for your guests. If you can, find out their favorite foods in advance and always be conscious of any allergies. Also, meal plan! Try to plan at least one meal at home and the others out at your favorite local spots.

Tip 4.

Cocktails: After planes, trains and automobiles, your guests will definitely be ready for that cocktail. Make sure you have all the staples on hand along with any mixers you might need. In our house this means beer, wine, vodka, bourbon and, of course, Champagne. Also, try offering a seasonal cocktail to make the weekend feel extra festive. Moscow Mules, anyone?

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Tip 5.

The Essentials: It doesn’t matter how organized you are, even the most efficient packers forget something when traveling. Make it easy on your guests and have some of the essentials laid out for their stay. This can be as simple as placing a toothbrush, toothpaste, soap and a razor on a beautiful tray. Just remember that presentation is everything!

Enjoy!

 

After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on. Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Photography provided by Charlie Juliet Photography 

Traveling Beyond the Travel Guides

On the day I left to study abroad for a semester in Cork, Ireland, my uncle said to me, “Do things there that you can’t do here.”

With his words still ringing in my ears, I signed up for Irish dance classes. I stumbled my way through dance routines and tapped along clumsily to rhythms that my classmates already knew so perfectly. My teacher worked with me patiently. My friends did not let me falter. Together, this team of newly formed, kindred spirits pulled me through Irish dancing. And it was a triumphant thrill.

My friends and I “performed” our Irish dancing a few times at various pubs. We summoned the courage and pulled each other along to stomp and turn and shuffle. We found validation in our boisterous, Irish audience. It was a mutual appreciation of Ireland, music, and tradition that led into conversation with the locals about the wonder of life. I learned quickly that interacting with the people of a culture is the sincerest way to grow your love and knowledge of that culture.

Dancing in a pub was not like strolling through a gallery of priceless paintings. It wasn’t a steaming hot shepherd’s pie with a pint of Guinness to guzzle down (although these experiences were worth having!). It was so much more than that. It was real and timeless and heartfelt. It was Ireland embracing me and whispering, “Thank you for trying.” And it was me saying right back, “Thank you for letting me.”


Elaine Bailey is currently a full-time student majoring in writing, rhetoric and communication. When she’s not working on papers, she is spending time with her family and friends or pursuing her passion for travel. She lives life joyfully and wishes to radiate that joy, zest, and excitement for life to everyone she meets.

Easy Rosewood Smokey Eye Makeup

To see how Masha prepped for this look, check out her first video here.

Masha “oNashemoGlavnom” is a theoretical biophysicist gone wild with videography. She is the producer of three web series devoted to beauty, fashion, filmmaking and a creative lifestyle. Try out Masha’s cocktail of emotional strength, intellectual growth, vibrant self­expression, and love for life, all mixed—not stirred—with a punch of good whiskey and a lavish Russian twist. www.onashemoglavnom.com

Imagery provided by Masha “oNashemoGlavnom”

Maintaining Personal Connections

I work in an industry that is almost entirely reliant on personal connections.

And, given that I am tormented by the same anxiety as every other twenty-something in an uncertain post-graduate environment, I constantly ask myself: if everyone is keeping the same professional and pseudo-social calendar that I am, how can I be sure that people remember going to Starbucks with me, when they also were meeting with other twenty-somethings in the West Village for drinks on Thursday and have a mixer on the following Monday?

Of course, I’d like to think my sparkling personality and wit endear me to my colleagues, but if I need a little help (and, let’s be honest, who doesn’t need a little extra help here and there?) sending physical thank you notes is my go-to. And it’s not just thank yous, it’s thinking of yous, and happy holidays, and congratulations. It’s showing people that they are just as present in your mind as you want to be in theirs.

So hop over to your favorite stationery store, buy three or four sets of notecards that are undeniably you (pretty pictures and funny sayings, for me) and start writing. Because everyone wants to feel special sometimes, and connecting personally with colleagues and mentors can help build a supportive foundation of career-advice givers and problem solvers to help you advance in your industry.

 

Ashley Collom is a Texan 20-something who now resides in NYC. She works in book publishing, lives with her pet tortoise Maxwell House, and has a soft spot for craft beers and pint-sized ice cream. You can follow her on Twitter @ashohley and contact her for freelance writing assistance at http://ashleyscollom.wix.com/freelance.

Words on a Postcard

“Do not leave the arena to fools.” –Toni Cade Bambara

What a beautiful thought. And a powerful message.

To not just participate in the conversation, but to shape it. To bring your skills, knowledge, and heart to the table to do good.

The arena can take many forms: the workplace, a nonprofit organization, the kitchen, or a public office. The challenge is to step into it with assurance, not trepidation.

This can be intimidating, especially if it’s a new arena. In 2007, I entered a particularly intriguing one. Politics. An English major fresh out of college and out of a rocky break-up, I decided to explore unfamiliar territory. The girl dreaming of writing a novel signed on as deputy finance director for Steve Beshear’s Kentucky governor campaign. (Writers take note: there’s lots of good material to be found on campaigns.) With zero experience in fundraising, I was initially paralyzed by the fear of being unqualified.

Soon, however, I got my bearings, helped along by long hours and wise-cracking colleagues. Lesson after valuable lesson followed, and by the time the team poured celebratory bourbon on Election Night, I felt like I had earned it. It has now been seven and a half years, and I am still working for Governor Beshear, having served in roles from assistant speechwriter to scheduling director.

As I enter the Capitol building in the mornings, Bambara’s words echo in my mind.

Whether we wield a gavel or a wooden spoon, we’re meant to do it with courage and aplomb. Have you abandoned your arena? Or are you seizing it?


Elizabeth Roach is a graduate of Furman University and the Columbia University Publishing Program. She has worked in Kentucky government and politics for more than seven years and is currently Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear’s scheduling director. Based in Lexington, Kentucky, Elizabeth is a frequent traveler who writes freelance articles about bourbon, baking, and her culinary adventures. elizabethroachwriter.com

Dreaming: A Yoga Sequence to Inspire

The last period bell shatters my eardrums as my sixth graders file out the door, and I begin to feel a heaviness settle in my chest. The “school day” was over, and I suddenly feel the silence. My prep hour begins to wash over me; my thoughts bursting forth: copies to make, stacks of quarter end grades to mark, PARCC meeting after school, two yoga classes to plan and teach, and Eowyn…my story…dances in my head, waiting to be written.

I close the door stepping over to my carpeted library corner, a makeshift yoga studio, allowing my dreams a moment to live.

Coming down to all fours I sink my hips to my heels, forehead to the floor, arms outstretched, finding my breath. The work before me beginning to dissipate while my Ujjayi breath centers my thoughts. Like a child, I let my worries go disappearing into my own world where I bring my story forth―my imagination powering up as I unwind.

In my fifth inhale, I root into my palms and, exhaling, lift my hips up and back, drawing my heels towards the floor in downward facing dog. I am no longer in a classroom worried about meetings and plans, but lost in the power of story, swept away in the characters I am creating. Walking my heels to the rhythm of my breath, I allow my heart to be vulnerable as scenes vividly play out on the backs of my eyelids, my characters coming to life.

After many breaths here, imagining now where my story is headed, I sink my knees back to the floor, letting go, and gently roll to one side as I work my way to Savasana pose, resting and breathing. The heaviness of the day―of my responsibilities―leaves me as I come to the place between dreaming and awake.

The place my story comes alive.

I allow my dreams to burst forth, beckoning me to chase them.


Caitlin Lore is a storyteller and adventurer. By day she is a junior high English teacher, and by night she is a Holy Yoga instructor. She is also a wife, entrepreneur, marriage retreat maker, and aspiring novelist. After a jaunt with endurance racing, she now specializes in yoga for athletes and restorative yoga seeking to bring soul-care and freedom to those feeling constrained by anxiety, depression, and stress through the avenue of Holy Yoga. 
http://caitlinlore.com/

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue One by Andrea Hillebrand

Birthdays in a German Office

I love how birthdays are celebrated in the workplace here in Germany. Every single person in the office, even the ones you don’t see very often or talk to but once a year, come to visit you, shake your hand, give you a hug, and wish you a happy birthday. Honestly, it is such a nice gesture and something I hope to bring back to the workplace in the states. In my office of 30 coworkers, we have a calendar of birthdays hanging on our bulletin boards to make sure we don’t miss anyone.

Oh, and did I mention? The birthday boy or girl brings the cake or doughnuts for everyone to eat. Every. Single. Time. Having a decade birthday? Then the celebration just got better. Several times a year we have huge lunches for my coworkers turning 40 and 50, and the birthday boy or girl pays for the whole meal! Complete with a celebratory small glass of Prosecco or beer.

Also in Germany it is considered bad luck to wish someone a happy birthday before their actual birthday. Same with baby showers. No baby showers until after the baby is born. And instead of asking “How old are you today,” in my office they say, “How young are you today”?

I’m curious: How do you celebrate birthdays at work? Do you keep a list as well? Take the birthday gal or guy to lunch? Would you consider treating your whole office?

 

Mandy Byron is a budget analyst, climber, DIY addict, and world traveler who was born in Germany and moved every three years thereafter with her three sisters. She blogs weekly at www.wethreemothers.blogspot.com.  After getting her MPA and working as an environmental consultant, Mandy decided to pursue her passion for traveling and started a federal career in Bavaria, Germany. A few years later and a few moves later, she and her husband, Frank, have returned to the Bavarian countryside with their children, Cooper and Lily.

Can You Share the Spotlight?

Once upon a time, I was the girl who hated group projects.

I believed that if I wanted something done right, I should do it myself. Truthfully, a part of me also wanted to make sure that I got all the credit, and the best way to ensure that was to cut the “group” out of the equation altogether: No one to share my spotlight with.

But I realized completely owning and controlling every project on the committees I volunteered to chair meant that the best work wasn’t getting done: other people’s good ideas and energy were wasted, and I was tired. I made myself the responsible party for every aspect of every project, and, in doing so, I stressed myself out. I was also paranoid that others were trying to overstep me, which didn’t win me any friends or gain the respect of my colleagues either.

So, I decided to share the reins. Being in charge didn’t mean I needed to make every decision. If someone had an idea, they were free to run with it. It wasn’t always easy to do, but people appreciate their ideas being considered and want to be allowed some responsibility, otherwise they wouldn’t have gotten involved with the project in the first place.

This little shift in perspective has resulted in better work from the group, less stress on me, and a sense of camaraderie that comes with true collaboration.

I even found that at times I preferred to be just a committee member, and in charge of nothing at all.

I still fail at times but I keep working at working with others, and the rewards continue to be worth it.

 

After spending several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, Tanzi Merritt shifted her career to become a tech company’s sales & marketing coordinator. She sits on a number of nonprofit boards, and, during her off-hours, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents local craft breweries. Connect with her: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt.

FeMeditate

“Is anybody hurt?”

I had a yoga teacher in college who started every 8:00 a.m. class with this question. Students were hesitant to respond, understanding an injury as a weakness.

Through this question, however, I became more aware of my body. And through this new awareness, I developed an exuberant gratitude for it that has allowed me to take better care of myself in the way of a healthier diet, more rest, and a more grounded sense of self.

Here’s a good meditative exercise to help develop healthy body awareness. I call it FeMeditate.

1) If it is the end of the day, reflect on the moments you were ungrateful for your body or treated it without care. Did you listen to society’s beliefs about what your body “should” look like instead of listening to the love inside of you?

If it is the morning, start your day anew. Let your commitment to love and peace of the body be known.

2) Next, find a place to sit in stillness. If you cannot find a quiet space, allow the background noise and listen to the silence in between.

Take time to repeat each of these mantras today. Do not be discouraged if you struggle with them at first―we are hardwired to believe awful lies about our bodies. If you can return to love, even just for a moment, opening that door will move mountains for your inner work. Have faith.

Gently close your eyes. Become aware of your surroundings and the positive, loving energy around you.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Inhale: I accept that I have placed false illusions upon my body.
Exhale: I release these harmful expectations.
Inhale: I am aware of my body. I listen to my body.
Exhale: I honor my body.
Inhale: I see my body for the light that it is.
Exhale: I am grateful for all my body has given me.

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan encourages and empowers girls & women to bring forth the unique gifts, voices, and light shining inside each of them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry. http://www.sheenlightened.com

(Over)sharing Online

Have you ever seen a status update or tweet and thought, I can’t believe someone would share that online? As a communication studies doctoral candidate, the bulk of my research interests lie in how we decide what to disclose online and why. Overshare has been declared the word of the year twice now (2008 and 2014) and is defined loosely as sharing an inappropriate amount of information about one’s personal life.

A fascinating study about Facebook use (that I suspect would be true of other social media as well) actually found that most users tend to underestimate their audience by nearly seventy-five percent. What this means is that when you log online and post something, you’re imagining just a quarter of the size of the audience that actually sees the post. The readers we imagine are the ones we already communicate with regularly – closer family, friends, and maybe even coworkers. But we may forget that our network extends out pretty far, and we end up “oversharing” details about our lives to our extended networks.

Different sites set up ways to deal with this concern about context collapse (having multiple different networks in one place) online, but ultimately it is your choice what you do. You can choose to take the least common denominator approach and share very little, or use barriers on the site to disclose to some but not all of your network.

Understanding that broadcasting out to everyone risks anyone seeing your posts is the first step in managing your online presence.

 

Natalie Pennington is a doctoral candidate at the University of Kansas, where she will graduate with a PhD in Communication Studies in May. She studies computer-mediated and interpersonal communication, with a particular interest in social media use. You can read more about her research on her website nataliepennington.com and hear more about her thoughts on technology on Twitter and Instagram: @natpenn.

Careers Like Waterfalls

It happens every time. The inexplicable pull towards the top of a waterfall, a white pillar becoming layers and lines that explode into droplets. There is magic in experiencing water like this―water connecting earth and sky in one perfect display of power. There is uncertainty too; a second on an unsteady rock, or a limb pulled into the surging water’s core and suddenly beauty is transformed into fear.

Careers and waterfalls. In Costa Rica, the latter is easier to find and tends to be more gratifying.

In times of stress I seek out waterfalls. I seek them out for their beauty and for the inevitable explosion of green that results from living so close to water and energy combined. But I seek them also to reflect, to make sure that I am still choosing this life instead of the other way around.

These months, I am grappling with the urge to follow a dream, the pull to create instead of follow. I am struggling with questions like “what is a career?” and big topics like passion, fulfillment, and purpose.

It has happened several times―a hand pulled back after reaching too far into the current, encountering something infinitely more powerful. There is always room for awe and doubt. In the best moments— experiencing careers and waterfalls—there is room for both.

 

Chelsey Perron believes in travel, as it forces people to change their ordinary. She began her travel journeys in college and has now lived and traveled in 12 countries. Her resume is quite colorful, including everything from “cupcake decorator” to “marketing manager,” with plenty of outdoor adventures to fill in the gaps. She currently lives in Costa Rica. www.taproottravel.com

Imagery provided by Chelsey Perron.

Perfecting a Party: Add a Little Vintage to Your Table

For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved to scour antique shops and flea markets in search of one-of-a-kind vintage pieces. So when it came time to plan my wedding, it seemed only natural to incorporate these finds into our special day. From vintage china that could be re-used on every anniversary to 1970s coupe glasses from my parents’ wedding, I wanted our table to be more than just plates and glasses: I wanted it to tell a story. This love affair with vintage tabletop accessories led me to the beauty that is Casa de Perrin.

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Casa de Perrin is a curated boutique rental company located in Los Angeles, California, specializing in tabletop and decor. The company was founded by husband and wife duo, Josh and Diana Perrin, who believe “that a certain magic that takes place across a dining table, with good friends and good wine, becomes infinitely more magical when decorated in 24K gold flatware and drop-dead heirloom treasures.” Josh and Diana realize, however, that magic does not come easily. For the past several years, they have scoured the globe to build their collection of vintage gems that have meticulously stood the test of time. Did I mention that they also have flawless taste? From delicate lace china to colorful crystal goblets and salt cellars, there isn’t a single piece in their inventory that won’t make your jaw drop.

Casa de Perrin

So whether you are hosting a lavish fête or an intimate dinner party with friends, take a cue from Casa de Perrin and set your table with more than just plates and glasses. Add a pink crystal goblet or an heirloom dinner plate and bring a little magic to your table.

 

After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on. Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Imagery provided by Casa de Perrin

 

 

Are you a RENAISSANCE WOMAN?

For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity.

Hello artists. Hello businesswomen. Hello re-inventors of modern living.

If you’ve turned your profession into a masterpiece re-imagining how business is done, you’re in the right place. Because you are a Renaissance Woman. Your vocation is to tame the ocean tide of “business as usual.” You thrive on forging the way, and you’re a magician in your industry. This is what the Renaissance, the rebirth, of business is about.

The number of women-led business initiatives is growing. It’s inspiring to see venture capital firms, business incubators, and authors writing about and focusing on women in business. Small or large, these visions are empowering commerce in many ways.

What makes this adventure “new again” is the way that we’re employing our opportunities. Renaissance Women are enterprising―they produce beautiful content and are released from the ordinary. They are creative and impassioned.

Women like India Hicks (C&W Issue Three) are the enterprising multi-hyphenate magnates that embody the fluidity necessary in today’s modern world. India tackles issues that are important, adds artistic vision to business ventures, grows wholeheartedly with her family, and empowers others around her. In essence, she flows with the abundance that life sets forth.

Ingrid Vanderveldt is on a mission to empower a billion women by 2020. Her EBW2020 vision includes partnerships that marry expertise, clients, and companies to focus on women’s business issues. Talk about Renaissance.

Aspiring women live again during evolving and transformative times. The “classical” ways of government, business, and life are changing, made contemporary with every flux of global change.

We are explorers again, stretching ourselves in new ways of thinking. Renaissance Women meet this challenge and help one another to thrive because of it.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, military officer, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments. www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue 3 by Brittan Goetez

Vanessa Elese: At-Home Beauty Exercises

For more at-home beauty tips, check out Vanessa’s article in the Work-from-Home Issue.


Vanessa Elese is a NY based, Emmy Award winning celebrity makeup artist and beauty expert. Vanessa’s most recent work includes Amazon’s Alpha House, Netflix’s highly addictive Orange is the New Black and Discover’s Deadly Affairs. Above all, Vanessa focuses her efforts to encourage and nurture a healthy inner beauty before focusing on the exterior. It is her mission to truly ignite women to perceive themselves with grace and beauty. http://www.thebeautyfairydiaries.com/

When to Stop Saying “Yes” and Start Saying “No”

When I started working for myself, I said yes to everything―every client, every project, every time I was asked to cut my rate. I was so afraid of not having enough work and not being able to pay my bills that I repeatedly sacrificed my own worth. But I also couldn’t forget this advice: “Always find a way to get to yes.”

There’s a lot of hullabaloo around the power of “Yes.” And saying yes can be very beneficial, especially when we’re in transition―between jobs, after ending a relationship, starting a business. These are times when it’s good to explore and experiment, as we shed one skin to make room for another, one that’s more aligned with who we are, who we’re becoming, who we want to be.

In my early entrepreneurial days, a whole lot of yes wasn’t a bad thing. After a while, though, always saying yes was no longer necessary, and I was at risk of becoming an entrepreneurial tart―giving it away without regard to my vision for the business, much less the value of what I had to offer. Eventually I understood that getting to yes is about negotiation, about creating a win-win.

So I started saying “No.” No to projects that aren’t a good fit. No to clients who don’t feel right. No to anyone who asks me to cut my rate. Recently, I shook my head no twice in one week. After all these years, there was still a flutter of panic. There was still disappointment. But there was also faith that something better would come along. Because when we eliminate options, we create focus. We close the wrong doors so the right one can open. And it always does―if we sit with the fear, believe in our worth, and flat-out refuse to accept anything less.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc.―a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can soak up her solopreneur wisdom at http://nicolechristie.com/.

The Dynamics of a Passion

There’s a part of me that wishes I’d never sat on a horse.

It’s a small part, deep down: a cold spore amongst an entire being of burning passion. But still it’s there.

Sometimes the burning passion and the icy doubt come crashing together in a perfect storm, and I find myself on a plane, flipping through pictures saved on my phone.

Nearly all were of me and my horse, whom I had just made the decision to retire. But this isn’t just a horse. He is eleven years of my life: a scholarship money purchase that became my travel companion. He made me a professional equestrian. I always referred to him as my first husband (a phrase that my soon-to-be ex-husband never really grew to appreciate).

The struggle of now running a business around fragile, unpredictable animals, and the end of my best friend’s competitive career hit me with a feeling of regret. Yet my job as a C-Horse Equestrian LLC, training and competing horses, is to make sure I do right by the horses put in my care, and it’s a passion of mine that never wavers. Although the competitive chapter of my career may be closing, I have a feeling there are many more lessons for my tall, dark, handsome, and four-legged man to teach me.

Suddenly, I couldn’t wait to get off the plane and onto my horse.

 

As a third-generation equine professional, Cassidy Sitton has horses in her blood. After working in public relations and marketing for a time, her four-legged friends called her back. Now she finds herself newly single, running a business, and figuring out what “life after thirty” is supposed to mean. She is the owner of C-Horse Equestrian LLC and serves as the Communications Chairman for the North Carolina Dressage and Combined Training Association. She is also the mother of one very enthusiastic yellow pup named Peter Pan.

Brunch

There are great benefits to taking time off. Truly off. Most professionals, especially entrepreneurs, find it extremely difficult to put the phone down, walk away from the computer, and forget about work altogether. But it can be done.

As a creative entrepreneur with a home studio, it can be so easy to sneak away for a bit of sewing or get up early to write on the weekend. It takes serious effort to not do it, actually. Aside from leaving my phone and laptop “off,” here is my trick for slowing down.

Brunch.

It might be an urban cliché, the weekend date over eggs. But, for me and my family it isn’t that at all.

While we sit down nearly every night together, at brunch we are so much more relaxed. From the food served―butter and jam on bread some days―to our attire (pajamas preferred), brunch is chilling out together. The conversations are sillier, the meal is leisurely, and the winter sunshine fuels us as much as the adults’ caffeine.

Even if we go out to brunch, our spots are casual (but take reservations so we don’t have to wait in line with kids). The kids are given my sketchbook to entertain themselves while we wait for oysters. My husband and I intertwine our fingers under the table and don’t miss our phones.

It may only be an hour, but brunch is the hour that sets us up for dedicated family time. It is the hour that shows us we can indeed turn off and tune into others. It is the hour that it takes to give us the rest of the day.

 

Cheryl Arkison is a writer, quilter, and mom. She writes and teaches on quilting, craft, creativity, food, and family—all from her dining room empire. From this space she wrote her first book, Sunday Morning Quilts (co-authored with Amanda Jean Nyberg) and her second book, A Month of Sundays. Her third book will be released in 2015. A proud first generation Ukrainian, she is committed to not letting the artistry of food and craft from her heritage pass by unnoticed in the modern age. Cheryl is the mother of three kidlets and wife to her entrepreneur husband. www.cherylarkison.com

Focus on the Light

“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” – Sylvia Plath

Recently, I have been struggling with self-doubt, which plays a tug-of-war game with the butterflies in my stomach: Doubt pins down their wings. The butterflies fight back and try to remind me that yes, the change they’re leading me to is valid and right. But the struggle leads to frustration and immobility: I make little progress on my goals.

In a moment of frustration last week, I looked up the meaning of the word “doubt” and discovered that it has both Latin and French origins. The French definition goes back to the word doǔter, or to fear.

By doubting myself, I was fearing myself.

Then another quote came to my mind, this one by Maryanne Williamson: “Our greatest fear isn’t that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that frightens us most.”

This resonated along with my new understanding of the word doubt and resulted in a new sensation: self-trust.

By leaning more into the light and realizing that I do trust, not fear, myself, I quiet the doubt. To face it dead-on and add my strength and desire to the butterflies, I can quiet the self-doubt.

It’s time to start.

 

After effectively retiring in the fall of 2014 from her corporate career running operations for a high-growth healthcare start-up company, Meghan Bollenback reinvented her professional life by becoming a writer and creative in Washington, D.C.  You can join Meghan as she navigates this new stage by following her blog www.megbollenback.com, where she discusses the process of intentionally crafting a valuable and joyful career.

Eat Cheese. Drink Wine. Talk Shop.

My personal network developed quite innocently in Beecher’s handmade cheese kitchen; this is where my college girlfriends and I began to discuss our careers. It started with my request for advice about a difficult coworker during a girls’ night get-together in what became our safe haven, a room of our own. The Cellar, their wine and cheese cave, to this day envelops us like a secret hideaway and the shared plates encourage conversation.

In our late twenties and at the dawn of our thirties, our careers blossomed. No longer green shoots fresh out of school, we had earned the larger responsibilities and our professional decisions felt weightier. Our discussions also became weightier, talking through how to manage teams for the first time and exploring what we each fundamentally want from our careers.

Together we’ve faced setbacks and disappointments, we’ve faltered and then carried on. Through it all, we’re growing in our respective fields: banking, law, consulting, and marketing. Most recently, we gathered to toast a new job (congrats, Mairead!) and a promotion (that one was mine).

I am proud of these women, and ever so grateful for their support and advice. I wish for everyone a tight, trusted network that provides a place to vent, to find encouragement and honest advice, and to learn from one another. You can cover a lot over a good glass of wine and some of the “world’s best” mac and cheese.

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

Push for Perspective

Even in my active pursuit to cherish life, I still get annoyed when I can’t find a parking spot, defensive when someone offers me constructive criticism, and mad when I don’t meet my goal in the gym. But what really burns me up is that I let these minor upsets, these silly grievances, these everyday this-is-life occurrences sour my mood.

Daily annoyances do not deserve my heartache. In my opinion, they do not even deserve my nod towards the negative. I’m trying (almost desperately) to change how I view these little bits of the imperfect in my life. I’m trying to take them for what they are: unavoidable and unimpressive. They aren’t worthy of emotional turmoil or frustration. They should be acknowledged only to push me into cultivating and pursuing my coping method: the thing that allows me to brush off red lights, printers without paper, and no creamer for my coffee.

Perspective is my method, making good times glow like the wonder of fireflies sparkling on a summer night and adding clarity to the bad times.

Don’t wait until a life-threatening car wreck or the loss of a job for perspective to serve its purpose. Use perspective now. Right now. Use it to show that the irritation of everyday this-is-life moments can be stomped out simply with a zest for life.

Save heartache for when your perspective determines that it is a time for heartache. Until then, listen to beautiful music in traffic and giggle that the restaurant gave you regular soda when you asked for diet. Perspective has the power to bring joy to these moments.

 

Elaine Bailey is currently a full-time student majoring in writing, rhetoric and communication. When she’s not working on papers, she is spending time with her family and friends or pursuing her passion for travel. She lives life joyfully and wishes to radiate that joy, zest, and excitement for life to everyone she meets.

Monkey Minds

Monkey mind. That relentless chatter that fills your head when you’re snug in bed and all you want to do is sleep. Yet, all you can think about is tomorrow’s big meeting, the kids’ schedules, making plans with your husband, your shopping list, what you’re doing with your life…

My sister Laura and I thought we were destined to a lifetime of sleepless nights. Thankfully, we were not. Our answer was meditation.

Meditation isn’t some magical, mystical thing that’s hard to do. Laura gets out her meditation pillow, settles in and just pays attention to her breath, flowing in and out. “I immediately feel calmer, more grounded.” she tells me. “If I take just five minutes to sit with my breath in the morning, I feel a real sense of clarity. At night, it helps me wind down.”

I’m a fan of guided meditations. I love the self-hypnosis that happens in guided meditation. It really takes me to a place where I can relax at night, or turn on the focus and concentration during the day.

As women, we are so busy taking care of everyone and everything else that we don’t often take time for ourselves. Meditation allows us to nurture ourselves, and ignore all else. In the process, we’ve become calmer, saner, more able to attend to the daily distractions of life with ease.

Best of all? It’s free. We can meditate on the road or at home. No gym membership is needed, no fancy running shoes. Just us. One breath at a time.

 

Laura Pils was born four minutes before her sister Linda Mastandrea and has always considered herself the “big sister.” Attending the University of Illinois together, the twins developed their independence with Linda majoring in speech communication and Laura in marketing and business administration. Laura went on to work in the corporate world, got married, had two wonderful boys, then started her own extremely successful marketing company. Linda became a Paralympic gold medalist in wheelchair racing and attended law school. She is a well-known public speaker and writer. Together, they’ve launched a women’s wellness blog to share their journey toward health and wellness with women everywhere. www.womenswellnessminute.com

Plum Harvest

Early last week my husband, Bear, and I received a phone call from our friend Oma inviting us to help pick her bumper crop of luscious plums. We donned boots and hats, hurriedly packed up our buckets, and headed out.

I love Oma and Opa’s farm with its babble of turkeys and chickens, friendly dogs leaping about in greeting, and dirt tracks meandering around old barns. Mostly I love it because Oma and Opa are there. Survivors of World War II and the Hungarian Revolution, they are feisty, hilarious and wise, full of the commonsense wisdom that helps one survive wars and economic upheaval. When I arrived in Australia, knowing nothing about farming, they welcomed me into their family and opened my eyes to their incredible world of self-sufficiency.

They’re in their 80s now but are still planting fruit trees and butchering gigantic pigs, making their own hams and sausages, cheese, bread, and preserves. Their prodigious skills are surpassed only by their generosity. I’ve never left their house without a load of homemade preserves, bottles of Oma’s eye-popping home brew, a new recipe, or books I simply have to read.

We had a marvelous time out in the plum orchard, swapping stories and sharing recipes for plum brandy, cordial, jam, and cobbler. When our buckets were full to overflowing we joined Opa at the house for a good visit and icy glasses of homemade raspberry cordial.

As we drove home, my eyes stung with tears as I thought about Oma and Opa’s journey. A journey of hardship and of rebuilding amongst the plums and Australian sun. They start fresh every day, as we all should, building a beautiful, productive life.

 

Krista Bjorn is a wood-burning artist, goat farmer, author, writer, and photographer. Although she was born in Canada, raised in the USA, and shaped by her European roots, she now lives on a goat farm in Queensland, Australia with her husband, Bear. There, she celebrates anything that leads to healing, thriving, and loving. http://www.ramblingtart.com/

Imagery provided by Krista Bjorn

While Listening to Tom Petty’s “Free Falling”

The first time I opened the heavy white doors to the courthouse, I was terrified. The January air was cold and thin and every click my heels made on the marble floor sounded like the ticking of a cartoon bomb. I was Wylie Coyote about to run over a cliff with a bouquet of dynamite. I could tell from the eyes that greeted me in the hallway not one of them understood; no one who knew me before my divorce was okay with the fact that I NEEDED to change.

With my mother’s voice echoing in my head “Ami, a closed fist can receive nothing,” I sat with my hands open on my lap for the next 3 hours. Like a yogi in meditation. I had to let my past go.

I wish I had known then how many good things were in store for me. I still fail (a lot). BUT I have mastered the art of how to not let failing shatter me. I have learned to live in the moment and not concern myself with anything else.

There is a theory that time is immutable; we can try to change its course, but it WILL reach its destination regardless. So while I enjoy my adventure and navigate the ripples, I will prepare for the possibility that one day I’ll get everything I ever dreamed of.

Maybe I already have.

 

Ami Needham is a recovering traditionalist who now proudly carries a Bohemian banner. She grew up on the Oklahoma plains before moving to Kentucky almost 15 years ago. She has served on multiple nonprofit boards benefiting the homeless and art education for youth. She is happiest spending time with her boys on the water and suffers from an incurable wanderlust. @thepreppybohemian

Roasted Cauliflower and Chickpea Tacos, with Winter Salsa Verde

These tacos impress in name and with their contrast of bold flavors and textures, but they taste like they require much more effort than they actually do.

For a family supper, I like to serve them with a side of mixed roasted veggies (Brussels sprouts, sweet potatoes, beets and parsnips are my winter favorites). Since the recipe easily doubles or even triples, they’re a great option for the gathering of friends. A “taco bar,” providing an array of choose-your-own toppings: sliced avocado or guacamole, Greek yogurt, grated cheese, lime wedges, cilantro, “quick-pickled” red onion (method below), brown rice, and fresh greens like arugula or dandelion greens makes even weeknight entertaining doable.

And a few beers fit into this mix quite well.

However I serve them, I like knowing that the meal is packed with nutrients: calcium and vitamin K from the kale and cauliflower, protein and silica from the chickpeas, more protein and magnesium from the pumpkin seeds. That’s not to forget the anti-inflammatory properties of the turmeric and garlic.

Though I’ve long been a believer, this recipe is a strong affirmation that healthy and delicious are one and the same.

 Roasted Cauliflower and Crispy Chickpea Tacos with Winter Salsa Verde

Serves 4

  • ¼ cup + 2 tablespoons Pumpkin Seeds
  • 1 14-oz can Chickpeas; drain, rinse, pat dry with a kitchen towel
  • ¼ cup + 2-3 tablespoons Extra Virgin Olive Oil
  • 1 teaspoon ground Turmeric
  • Dash Cayenne (bit more if you like it spicy)
  • 4-5 large leaves Tuscan Kale, stems removed
  • 1 head Cauliflower, cut into small florets
  • 1-2 tablespoons Chili Powder
  • 2 large Garlic Cloves, unpeeled
  • 2 teaspoons Capers
  • 1 Lemon
  • Sea Salt and Black Pepper

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Serve with:

  • 8 small corn tortillas
  • “Quick-Pickled” Red Onion (simply slice a red onion and marinate in enough raw apple cider vinegar to cover for 30 minutes)
  • Cilantro
  1. Preheat the oven to 400F. Toast the pumpkin seeds on a large baking tray in the oven during this preheating time, then use the same tray for the chickpeas. It takes 10-15 minutes until the seeds are browned, puffed and nutty. Set aside for later use.
  1. On the baking tray, toss the chickpeas with 1 tablespoon of oil, turmeric, cayenne, and a generous pinch of salt until evenly coated. Roast for 30 minutes, stir, then continue roasting another 15-25 minutes, until they’re dried out and crisp.
  1. Place the kale in a bowl and gently “massage” it with a drizzle of oil and a pinch of salt until it wilts. Set aside. This process tones down the bitterness of raw kale.
  1. Next, spread the cauliflower on a large baking tray and toss with 1-2 tablespoons of oil, enough chili powder to coat, and a generous pinch of sea salt. Place the unskinned garlic cloves on this tray. Roast 30 minutes then remove the softened garlic and set aside. Stir the cauliflower, then continue roasting 10-15 minutes until all sides are darkened and crispy.
  1. Finally, the salsa verde. Coarsely chop the wilted kale, ¼ cup of the toasted pumpkin seeds and capers before adding to a food processor. Squeeze the roasted garlic cloves from their skins and add to the machine along with a good squeeze of lemon juice, a large pinch of sea salt, and some cracked black pepper. Pulse a few times to incorporate, then let the machine run while drizzling in ¼ cup of oil. If the sauce is thick, gradually blend in 1-2 tablespoons of water to loosen. Taste and adjust seasoning with lemon juice, salt and pepper.

Serving notes: Though not necessary, it’s nice to toast the tortillas in the oven (place directly on rack for a few minutes per side) before serving. To serve, spoon a thick line of salsa verde directly down the middle of a tortilla. Pile on a few roasted cauliflower florets and a small handful of crispy chickpeas. Top with the “quick-pickled” red onion and cilantro leaves then sprinkle with a few of the reserved toasted pumpkin seeds.

Make Ahead: The crispy chickpeas can be made 2 days in advance if stored in an airtight container at room temperature. The salsa verde can be made the day ahead and then stored in a covered container in the fridge.

 

Marci Cornett is a (mostly) plant-based chef who promotes health-supportive cuisine and the development of sustainable food systems. After graduating from the Natural Gourmet Institute in New York, she worked in several professional kitchens including the renowned vegetarian restaurant, Cafe Paradiso, in Cork City, Ireland. She develops and publishes nourishing recipes and writes about the latest thinking concerning nutrition and food issues on her blog, marcicornett.com. Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter.

Imagery provided by Marci Cornett

Unearthing your Inner Confidence

“I want to run a nonprofit someday.”

I spoke these words with confidence every day my senior year of college, when family, friends, and professionals alike asked my plans for the “big, scary future.”

I may not have sounded so confident had I known I’d step into this role at age 22.

Being COO of Young Professional Women in Energy is enlightening, empowering, and about 50 million associated synonyms. It even inspired me to launch my side business, She Enlightened, which brings meditation and peace to women and girls.

Out of all of the qualities I’ve had to acquire to keep a growing nonprofit afloat, the one I had to learn the quickest is confidence.

Here’s How To Open Up to Your Confidence:

Close your eyes, and spread yourself out. Let your shoulders relax, sit firmly on the ground, and spread your arms to rest on your knees.

Taking up space releases hormones of power and confidence into your body. Sitting with intention will evoke a surge of power.

  • Call to mind an area of your life where you are holding yourself back. Any career, relationship, financial or living situation. Where can you step into your confidence?
  • Remind yourself, “I have the strength for this. I am whole. I am hopeful. I am ready.”
  • Find a deep cycle of breath. Breathe in and out around the words as you recite them internally.
  • Take the next five minutes to envision the end result of your goal. Where do you see yourself succeeding?
  • Sometimes, writing down what you see during this time helps to affirm it.

A clear intention and a peaceful moment can go miles. You can do this.

 

Meagan Roppo has been a student of meditation and yoga, as well as a 60-hour trained advocate for women, for the past four years. She has dedicated her time and passion to women’s crisis shelters, feminist studies, and writing on women’s issues. By founding She Enlightened in 2014, Meagan encourages and empowers girls & women to bring forth the unique gifts, voices, and light shining inside each of them. Meagan currently works as Chief Operating Officer of Young Professional Women in Energy, a Pittsburgh-based nonprofit that works to employ more women in the energy industry. http://www.sheenlightened.com

Early Riser

Mornings have always been fraught for me. I have distinct memories of my dad being my “alarm clock,” clambering into my sister’s and my room, pajama-clad, and flipping the lights on and off repeatedly while making siren noises. All in the name of timeliness.

Although my mother’s approach, the shoulder-tap-say-name-sternly, was certainly gentler, neither really charmed me to mornings.

So I went off into the wide world with a disdain for mornings. But recently I’ve been waking up, without an alarm, almost daily. And it’s not just that I’m awake in time for work, but with ample time; time that is free and unscheduled.

I wake up and sit with a cup of coffee and The Times. I meditate. I listen to Freakconomics and apply eyeliner.

I’m starting to realize mornings don’t have to include sirens and dashing out the door after all.

 

Ashley Collom is a Texan 20-something who now resides in NYC. She works in book publishing, lives with her pet tortoise Maxwell House, and has a soft spot for craft beers and pint-sized ice cream. You can follow her on Twitter @ashohley and contact her for freelance writing assistance at http://ashleyscollom.wix.com/freelance.

5 Ways to Stay Active with Your Family This Winter

I love a lot of things about living here in Germany, but one thing I’ve never learned to love is the winter weather. In order to beat the winter blues, I try to get as much Vitamin D and light as possible, but most importantly, I stay active.

Because I have two little ones and work full time, getting active involves working out with the entire family. Fortunately, we’ve come up with quite a few fun ways to get as much exercise as possible during these cold, wet months.

  1. Bouldering and climbing in indoor gyms. This has been a long-time passion of mine, but my kids enjoy it as well—even my two-year-old. My five-year-old goes hard at climbing for an hour. Plus, with all the squishy mats meant to catch falls, we mess around doing gymnastic tricks and playing tag until we’re all good and tired.
  2. Indoor swimming. If you have an indoor pool nearby, it’s the perfect thing to do on a cold day. Pack some goggles and snacks to fill up an afternoon with your kids in a heated pool.
  3. Play in the snow. When the snow does come and stick, we take full advantage and go sledding, build forts, create funny snow creatures and run around the yard having snowball fights.
  4. Dance parties. Since it is dark by the time I’m home with the kids on winter work nights, we have fun lighting candles and turning on upbeat music. We dance all around the living room in the dark. For extra special dance nights try using glow sticks.
  5. Take a stroll. Even on wet, dark afternoons, I’ll bundle the kids up and we’ll take a stroll through town to pick up fresh veggies or bread for dinner, and then make a stop at the park to feed the ducks. The fresh air and short walk make us all feel happier.

 

Mandy Byron is a budget analyst, climber, DIY addict, and world traveler who was born in Germany and moved every three years thereafter with her three sisters. She blogs weekly at www.wethreemothers.blogspot.com.  After getting her MPA and working as an environmental consultant, Mandy decided to pursue her passion for traveling and started a federal career in Bavaria, Germany. A few years later and a few moves later, she and her husband, Frank, have returned to the Bavarian countryside with their children, Cooper and Lily.

Imagery provided by Mandy Byron

Powering Down to Reconnect

Because I teach a class about communication technology and also research it for a living, I have an excuse to be connected. But my research also makes me aware of how important it is to step away from my smartphone and reconnect with those around me. In fact, there’s a lot of research on the topics of “absent presence” and “perpetual contact” that tells us being too connected can actually have a negative effect on our interpersonal relationships.

I was recently reminded of this while on a date night at a new Indian restaurant with my fiancé Joe. We were sitting at the table, already raving to each other about the service (they gave us pakoras on a platter the second we walked in), and Joe pulled out his phone to tag us and make a comment on social media. The server approached right as he was doing so and teased Joe for being on his phone instead of talking to me. As Joe sheepishly put his phone away, I was glad that I had not scratched my initial itch to reach for my own phone when he did.

We survived the meal phone free, and both declared it one of the best dinners out together we have ever had.

I’ve started to remind myself that I can share my memories of the atmosphere, food, and company of my fiancé with others at a later time. I don’t need an immediate announcement to Facebook or a picture on Instagram to document my good time.

Being well connected is important for your business, but, on a personal level, don’t forget to power down for some real connection time.

 

Natalie Pennington is a doctoral candidate at the University of Kansas, where she will graduate with a PhD in Communication Studies in May. She studies computer-mediated and interpersonal communication, with a particular interest in social media use. You can read more about her research on her website nataliepennington.com and hear more about her thoughts on technology on Twitter and Instagram: @natpenn.

Masha’s Makeup Tips & Tricks

Masha “oNashemoGlavnom” is a theoretical biophysicist gone wild with videography. She is the producer of three web series devoted to beauty, fashion, filmmaking and a creative lifestyle. Try out Masha’s cocktail of emotional strength, intellectual growth, vibrant self­expression, and love for life, all mixed—not stirred—with a punch of good whiskey and a lavish Russian twist. www.onashemoglavnom.com

Prioritize

Time is energy.

Often when I tell others that I don’t have time for something, what I really mean is that I don’t have the energy. Although it seems that an extra five hours in the day would solve all my troubles, it honestly wouldn’t. I would still use those extra hours expending energy on petty tasks that don’t reap the same mental rewards as spending time with a good friend.

I tend to invest a tremendous amount of time in the details. Details I know I could forfeit and no one would ever know but me. Cue the montage of nights spent whipping up last-minute baked goods for the next day’s birthday party… and spending more time perfecting the icing and packaging than it should ever take anyone.

It would be better if I could make my to-do lists in order of importance, putting family and friends at the top of that list. Is it really critical to the upcoming week that I have the mats of my car vacuumed? No, it is not.

Next time you’re considering canceling that night out with girlfriends, why not skip spinning class and save the energy for those who make it all worth it?

 

Haylee Smoot is a social worker currently pursuing an MSW at the University of Kentucky. She is a Kentucky Proud foodie and passionate about her heritage, her pug Dodi, and helping others. 

Imagining Life Abroad: Costa Rica

My knife slides through the velvety flesh of an avocado, while the aroma of freshly ground coffee wanders out a window and steam rises silently from an old tin cup. The morning sun illuminates the intricacies in leaves bigger than my head, and I wonder at how the chorus of birds have convinced me that 5 a.m. is the perfect time to wake up. Every morning now seems to begin the same: roll out of bed, rest bare feet on smooth wood, and repeat to myself, “the jungle always wins.”

With that mantra in mind, I can take in the beauty and start to shrug off the little things, even the fist-sized spider that somehow found its way to the wrong side of my bug net. I can put the beans on to warm, fluff up last night’s rice, look out the window, warm cup in-hand, and forget about my phone since its battery is drained and paradise doesn’t seem to favor tech. I’ll lean forward into a deep bend and prep my body for the trek to find the old logger’s pony, the one with the long shaggy mane. I’ll saddle up like I used to in Kentucky, but this time I’ll be on my daily commute.

Somehow, it will all feel ordinary.

The thing about extraordinary experiences, I’ll realize, is that they can’t stay that way.

Soon, the passion flowers and toucans will feel like a neighbor’s dog, the pony’s slow trot like the rhythm of traffic on my old morning commute. As amusing as it is to imagine, it’s the best way to relay this experience to folks back home.

I’ll take a deep breath, throw on a raincoat, and thank God for the chance to change the commonplace, if only for a moment.

 

Chelsey Perron believes in travel, as it forces people to change their ordinary. She began her travel journeys in college and has now lived and traveled in 12 countries. Her resume is quite colorful, including everything from “cupcake decorator” to “marketing manager,” with plenty of outdoor adventures to fill in the gaps.  This post was written as an imaginative response to receiving a job offer at an off-the-grid community in Costa Rica. Since being offered that job, Chelsey has changed her plans and taken a position as a travel agent in another Costa Rican city. In this new role, she is “excited to practice gratitude for the simple things and continue to experience the incredible scenery and culture of Costa Rica.” http://www.girlenroute.com/

Learning to Cook

The last few months have been a whirlwind. In addition to my work life being in overdrive, my personal life has quickly taken a turn for the better: I went on my very first date at the tender age of 26, and the last 3 months have been the most romantic of my life.

Needless to say, since I now have a significant other, I’ve had to seriously up my game in the kitchen. I know how to cook simple things for myself and have even cooked some for my family, but I had never cooked for a romantic interest, and with my hectic schedule, trying my hand at a new recipe can be problematic.

After a long day at work, forgoing a traditional dinner/date night for a meal at home is definitely appealing to me. And although I’d love nothing more than to cook for my new man, the task seemed insurmountable for this girl who is used to eating something quick and easy.

The legendary cooks in my family: my mother, grandmother and aunt, thankfully have come to the rescue. After combining their suggestions, tips and expertise with my online searches and still limited knowledge, I constructed a menu for the first dinner date in-house:

Chicken, Stuffing and Gravy Casserole
Green Beans
Mashed Potatoes & Gravy
Sweet Potato Casserole
Sweet Buttered Corn
Rolls
Apple Pie (Mom’s Specialty)
Rum Cake (Dad’s Specialty)

A meal to impress. One I took immense pride in and my boyfriend is still raving about.

Who has inspired you in (or into) the kitchen recently?

 

Hillary C. Wright is a full-time legal assistant at a law firm by day, and a writer and blogger the rest of the time. She loves to write about general news, career news, lifestyles and women’s issues. When she isn’t working, she loves being active in her ministry, networking and spending time with friends, family and her significant other. https://hcamillewright.wordpress.com/

How my Business Survived a Snowstorm

It was August 2013 when I decided to move to the big city and start a wedding photography business. I was so excited to build a website and order business cards. I made sure to have a flexible job lined up, substituting at a local school, in case my business idea didn’t pay the bills. Safety nets are sort of my thing.

However, I did not account for snow days. I was barely substituting enough days to pay bills. I kept telling myself, “If I just get a normal job, I wouldn’t have to stress about bills.”

But I’ve always dreaded the idea of a normal job. I knew that a full-time job would extinguish all the dreams I had of owning my own business.

So, I refused. I reconfigured my viewpoint on what success and happiness was worth sacrificing. Did I need to live in the city in order to feel successful? No. Did I need to continue doing photography? Yes.

When I finally figured out what I cared about most, I threw out every conventional idea I had previously known about success. I bought an RV and asked around to see if anyone was willing to let me park in their backyard. Viola! No rent. No stress. And the freedom to go absolutely anywhere, whenever I felt the desire.

This solution may not be suitable for everyone. My RV is not for the claustrophobic. But, I had to rid myself of conventional views of success. I had to develop my own terms. And in the end, that’s how my business survived a snowstorm.

 

Christine Williams is a Lexington, Kentucky-based photographer who prefers to think of herself as a storyteller. She loves surprises, imperfections and happy endings. Most of all, she loves days that give memories.  Goldieandchristine.com.

Imagery by Christine Williams

A Sweet & Spirited Tale of the Outdoors

Have you ever grocery shopped…in the woods? I have and am doing more of it as the seasons go on.

My first experience was years ago. I had the privilege of going with a very experienced forager. I learned about the plants that our Pennsylvania woods yield, ones that can nourish us, and how to cook them.

I’ve also learned a bit about hunting; this year marks my third. Fishing & hunting help cut down on our grocery bills.

In deer season I have been able to put pounds of venison into my freezer, reducing our purchases of meat by about 25%. As for the white meat, I put a fall turkey and pheasant there yearly.

Then comes the fish; more than 40 pounds of fresh salmon made it home from our trip to New York this year. That was over 16 meals my husband and I put on the table.

Nothing about hunting and fishing is easy. It’s hard work, but when you are rewarded with a harvest, it’s incredibly gratifying. I am proud when I bring home my game. I put in the time, the work to track, pattern and wait for those animals, to forage for what the Earth gives us, and I am always grateful for what is provided.

 

Jessica Welshans has a deep love for conservation and wildlife. She is an avid hiker, camper, kayaker, snowshoer, bird watcher, hunter, and gatherer. She also enjoys bee keeping, gardening, agriculture and caring for all types of animals from pets to livestock.

Renaissance Women

For those who thrive on flux, flow, and fluidity.

Welcome to the new Renaissance.

Renaissance means literally “rebirth,” or reexamination. We typically associate it with the grand period between the 14th and 17th centuries, but culturally today I argue we are experiencing another Renaissance: the rebirth of the woman.

The characteristics that typically define the 14th-17th century Renaissance period are realism, humanistic introspection, scientific inquiry, and exploration: this was an ongoing search for enlightenment.

Scholars and writers are noticing similar trends in the today’s women’s movement. Many articles and news pieces focus on women as great visionaries. Sheryl Sandberg boldly spoke up for women at the table. Wharton professor Adam Grant writes about gender stereotypes. Journalists Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn valiantly tout the Half the Sky Movement, advocating opportunities for women worldwide. This is a time in our history where women’s issues (health, business, balance) are safe to talk about and discussion is expected. Is that not a Renaissance? A rebirth of humanistic introspection? A bold exploration?

I think so.

The Renaissance woman of today thrives on the flux of life, like Selena Rezvani, author of Pushback (and profiled in C&W Issue One). Selena grasps the ups and downs of life and business and harnesses them into tools for executive women.

The Renaissance woman is in flow with her talents, whether they be in the home, in the board room, or elsewhere. Like Candan Yazar (featured in C&W Issue Seven) who used her talents of storytelling and translation to start an Alcoholics Anonymous program in Turkey, saving thousands of lives.

The Renaissance woman recognizes the fluidity of art, science, and business and how they blend into what we know is our genuine contribution to this world. Like Elizabeth Kizito (pictured above), a Kentuckian from Uganda who was interviewed in C&W Issue Four. Elizabeth mixes her African heritage with her mad baking skills to not only run a thriving business but to share her inspiration and joy with people. She makes the distance between continents much smaller.

Renaissance Women are artists of life. They are boundless. And they are being reborn.

 

Bethany Miller is an explorer in life and in business. She’s an airline pilot, military officer, and world traveler. Fascinated by global issues and the business of business, Bethany is a doctoral candidate at Université Paris-Dauphine in Paris, France where she researches extraordinary employees in chaotic work environments. www.GoodGlobalCitizen.com

Imagery from CAKE&WHISKEY Issue 4 by Meagan Jordan

What Happens in the Stillness

As the steam began to rise, I stepped into the shower—my phone radio as loud as it would go.
The minute the water hit my body, I began to shake with deep sobs.

My husband and I had plans to meet with friends for a dinner party in thirty minutes. Yet, I had come home late from work, rushing around in the kitchen trying to finish my contribution to the dinner, and I still had to shower to get ready, clean up the mess from a freezer mishap, and pack up the food.

As I inhaled the lavender infused steam, I placed my right hand over my heart and started to deepen my breath moving into ujjayi breathing.

For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted my own business, only recently settling on owning a yoga studio. Yet lately, I have been struggling with balancing a 40-hour work week as a first-year school teacher, following my passion as an entrepreneur, and keeping home.

In the moment that my freezer spewed out cans of bone broth, I realized I simply could not balance life anymore, especially as my discussions with my husband lately have turned to house hunting and children.

I felt my soul start to give, my years of yoga practice giving me mindfulness: I could recognize the effect that too much stress would have on me.

Ujjayi breath or victorious breath is meant to induce mindfulness. Its audible sound helps one to be aware of how her body is using breath.

My desire to finish my Master’s degree and write a business plan pulled against my desire to have children.

My soul felt torn.

All I knew to do in that moment was to turn on a hot shower, add a few drops of lavender oil, and breathe in the stillness.

I can work. And I can dream. I whispered to myself on the inhales.
I can keep up my home and marriage. I whispered on the exhales.
My soul can be filled in the waiting space. I inhaled.
Keep dreaming. Pause. Breathe.
You are not alone. I exhaled.

 

Caitlin Lore is the founder of Wildly Free Life, a space dedicated to living wild freedom, practicing presence, experiencing restoration, and finding adventure. She is a wife, Holy Yoga instructor, writer, holistic wellness educator, entrepreneur, and marriage retreat maker. She specializes in yoga for athletes, restorative yoga, and power yoga classes. www.wildlyfreelife.com.

 

Make Your Store-Bought Florals Gift-Worthy

As a rule of thumb I always bring a gift for the hostess of the party. It could be my (slight) obsession with flowers or my love of entertaining, but I believe nothing is more perfect and easy than a simple floral arrangement. Whether you scour your local farmer’s market for the perfect blooms or purchase them at the nearest grocery store, here are a few tips to make any store-bought florals look “giftable.”

1: Keep it seasonal. If you aren’t familiar with what flowers are in season you can always use the simple “color rule” for your blooms. Spring and summer florals have bright and vibrant hues (pink, purple and yellow) while fall and winter florals tend to have more muted tones (orange, red and burgundy). Stick to these color palates and wow the hostess with your seasonal taste.

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Tip 2: Keep it simple. If you feel overwhelmed by the number of floral options, I recommend playing it safe and selecting one variety in a single color. My personal favorites are peonies, ranunculus, anemones and tulips. If you feel a little more daring, try adding herbs (e.g., lavender or rosemary) or other foliage to give your arrangement extra texture.

Tip 3: Keep it clean. Even the most beautiful flowers need some love. First, remove any dead (or dying) leaves and petals. Next, trim the ends (tip: always cut stems on the diagonal for optimal hydration) and place them in the refrigerator or in cold water until you are ready to arrange.

Tip 4: Keep it chic. Finish off your arrangement by wrapping it in butchers paper found at any local craft store or beautifully printed wrapping sheets (some of my favorite designs are from Rifle Paper Company). Tie it off with ribbon or twine and add a handwritten tag. Voila! The perfect gift for any hostess.

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After beginning her career as an intern at Vogue Magazine, Colleen Kennedy Cohen went on to manage events in-house for renowned brands such as Donna Karan, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Cartier. She has been planning luxury events throughout the U.S. and Europe for major fashion houses since 2006.  After the birth of her daughter, Colleen launched Colleen Kennedy Events to bring her luxury brand experience to private clients. Currently, she lives in New York City and works as an event planner and certified health coach. With a love for all things beautiful, coupled with an eye for design, Colleen brings a versatile and fresh approach to each project she takes on. Follow her: Instagram: CKCohen; Pinterest: Colleen Kennedy Events.

Imagery: Colleen Kennedy Cohen

Addicted to “Yes”

I have a serious psychological problem: I am addicted to saying “yes.” I have a full-time job and am involved as a volunteer in a number of organizations in my community, and I have family and friends and hobbies. I’ve pretty much always operated with the same M.O.: get excited about things and say yes to new projects until I reach critical mass, feeling stretched too thin and slightly resentful of not having enough downtime.

I would like to believe that this tendency comes from being such an interesting person that I am passionate about many things. Yet I fear that it actually means that I don’t really have a true passion for anything. I’m the community involvement equivalent of a puppy in the park, switching my attention to every new squirrel that runs by. Honestly, it’s exhausting. But worse than that, I often feel that there are so many things I have signed myself up for, that I don’t have the time to do any of them very well.

Lately, I’ve been paying close attention to women I admire, who are known for being the kind of women that get things done, well. What I’ve noticed is that they stick to two or three things, aligned with what they are really passionate about and say “no” to other opportunities. But… how do these women say no to so many good ideas and exciting projects?

This year I’m going to finally get a handle on this growing problem in my life. I plan to rediscover my passions, and structure my after-work activities to best cultivate those. I’ll try to say no to things that may be wonderful causes, but don’t quite align. To focus on my purpose.

What steps to recovery would you suggest to this “yes” addict?

*This post was written to the sounds of the Oxford American Southern Music CD Volume 16, featuring the music of Texas.

 

After spending several years working as an academic reference librarian and a community college library director, Tanzi Merritt shifted her career to become a tech company’s sales & marketing coordinator. She sits on a number of nonprofit boards, and, during her off-hours, obsessively watches documentaries, buys art, and frequents local craft breweries. Connect with her: www.linkedin.com/in/tanzidmerritt.

Not Everyone Wants to Rule the World

In October 2011, Occupy Wall Street was going gangbusters – and so was my business. But while the protesters were filled with passion and purpose, I was exhausted, in pain, and half-bald.

This was my entrepreneurial crisis, the kind that results from growing your business so rapidly, you can’t keep up. Medically speaking, it was adrenal fatigue – after working 16-hour days for months on end, those cortisol-popping pods atop my kidneys simply went on strike, leaving me with searing back pain, hives, acid reflux, anemia, hair loss, and a foggy brain.

I wasn’t proud of this. I know some entrepreneurs think it’s really badass to work yourself into a physical or mental breakdown, but for me, it was clear my priorities were askew. Yes, I was proud of my success – particularly as a single woman and a self-employed writer. I’d won Fortune 100 clients, made six figures, and bought a house all by my lonesome. But then there was that: my lonesome. I had no life and no love.

I went back to why I started my business: I wanted to write to live, not live to write. I wanted to do great work, but I’d never wanted to scale the business – or my life. So I scaled back. I sold my house, donated half of my belongings, and let go of toxic clients. Suddenly, I could breathe. I didn’t have to take work that drained me. I could focus on clients who were a great fit. I could have time for a run, a read, a rendezvous (in case you’re wondering, yes, I found love).

These days, I run a business filled with passion and purpose – on my own terms. I don’t rule the world, but I rule my life. That’s what success means to me. And I think it’s pretty badass.

 

Nicole Christie is a writer and storyteller who splits her time between Seattle and Montreal. She is also the principal and creative director of NICO, Inc.―a one-woman firm specializing in fresh, honest, engaging employee and marketing communications for Fortune 500 corporations, leading-edge creative firms, and rapidly growing new technology companies. You can soak up her solopreneur wisdom at http://nicolechristie.com/.

What Chedly Taught Me

I was fortunate to work with Chedly, the woman who became my mentor, as a junior analyst starting out in a new firm. She was patient and knowledgeable; she taught me the technical skills I needed to succeed. Chedly also gave candid advice on how to navigate our workplace culture as a woman, and her example still informs how I present myself at work and what I choose to share (or not) about my personal life. That said, we laughed together over dating stories (mine were recent, hers older) and Chedly doled out pearls of wisdom on life and love and being young in New York City.

The most important thing I learned from Chedly was that, in my relationships and in my career, I would have to ask for what I wanted and needed. Five years before Sheryl Sandberg was encouraging us to lean in, Chedly’s ardent message to me was: “Jean, you have to ask. Women don’t ask. And you absolutely have to ask.

There was a yearning in her message, imploring me to understand how much this would matter. Chedly was right and I took it to heart. Her example and her advice gave me the courage to ask – very directly – for the compensation I deserved, for the promotion I felt I had already earned, for exactly what I wanted in my relationships.

It is advice that has served me well, and now I pass it on to you.

Go on: be bold & ask.

 

While she’s almost an official New Yorker, now that she has spent the past eight years working for a large investment bank in New York City, Jean Blosser still cherishes her Midwestern roots, growing up in Columbus, Ohio. She is an alumnus of Boston College and enjoys her whiskey neat.

Butterflies

How do you decide when you need to change something of significance in your life? Do you get a feeling low down in your stomach? Or is it a more mental, mulling-over process?

For me, it’s a full body experience. The pending change typically manifests as an idea in my head. It is then supplemented by a head-to-toe feeling of either excitement or anxiety, depending on whether it’s a change that I look forward to or one that seems frightening at first. If the latter, I tend to ignore the signals for a little while. I try to convince myself that I’ll get over whatever brain-butterflies I have and don’t need to listen to them.

But then something happens; the butterflies move to my gut. When they arrive, I know that they mean business. It is the sign that change is afoot, and I can either fight it longer (which, honestly, I often try to do) or I can accept it. I’ve realized that the longer I ignore the little creatures, the more furious they flutter, acting as if they are at odds with each other within the small pit of my stomach.

On the flip side, the moment that I decide to accept what the flaps of the wings are telling me, they relax. Rather than zip inside me in a nervous pattern, they beat solidly, strongly, and together. They lift me up.

I can tell you that my body has won out every single time I’ve made a significant life choice; from where to move to, which job to take, who to date, marry, when to quit said job, I have 100% listened to my gut. Not always when the butterflies first showed up, but eventually I did. And so far, they haven’t failed me. I’ve floated off of each and every cliff they’ve carried me to.

So I ask you now, what is your body telling you? And if you’re feeling butterflies, what’s holding you back from listening to them?

 

After effectively retiring in the fall of 2014 from her corporate career running operations for a high-growth healthcare start-up company, Meghan Bollenback reinvented her professional life by becoming a writer and creative in Washington, D.C.  You can join Meghan as she navigates this new stage by following her blog www.megbollenback.com, where she discusses the process of intentionally crafting a valuable and joyful career. 

The Queens of Lumban Embroidery

Words by Glenn Martinez
Photograhy by Jamie Barredo

Morning sunshine generously streams through a narrow door inside the home of 61-year-old
Lolita Lakbay-Rosales providing natural lighting while she moves in silent concentration over her labor. Her deft hands diligently shift the needle along the beginnings of a meticulously-embroidered piña fabric. In her living room, she is joined by other women from the neighborhood doing the same fine handiwork. They are all related by blood and by profession. They are the women embroiderers of Lumban.

Embroidery has thrived as a lively cottage industry in Lumban. Ask any of the women embroiderers how this needle craft was introduced to this lakeshore town of fishermen and farmers and nobody can give a definite history. Their answers would echo Lolita’s. “I’ve learned embroidery from my mother when I was 13. My mother learned it from my grandmother. I taught my daughters and my husband to do embroidery.”

Lolita’s husband, Apolinario Rosales, shares the daily labor by stretching gossamer cloth over a rectangular bamboo frame locally called a bastidor. The delicate fabric is cleaned with soap and water and whitened with starch before it is placed under the sun to dry.

Like most family men in Lumban, Apolinario casts his net in the nearby lake for that first catch at dawn. In the afternoon, his coarsened fisherman hands balance a tambor, the round wooden stretcher where the piña fabric is stretched out as tight as a drum, while he intricately embroiders rosettes and floral patterns. Apolinario claims he learned embroidery by simply watching his wife Lolita. However, embroidery remains the turf of Lolita in the Rosales household. She is the only one who gives approval to Apolinario’s embroidery and provides directions on how to improve his style. As Lolita explains in jest “every man of the house in Lumban accepts this kind of set-up because in our town embroidery is king and we women are the queens.”

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Helen Nurse’s Parlour of Style – TracyChambers Vintage

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

Many a woman working from home soon finds her professional life elbowing in on her dining room. Rare, though, is the entrepreneur that converts her dining room into a retail space, sets regular business hours, and opens up her home to the public. Meet Helen Nurse, founder and proprietress of New York’s TracyChambers Vintage: determined, creative, and—yes—rare.

In early 2012, Nurse spied a market gap in affordable vintage clothing and so set out to rent a storefront, only to learn that rents in her Brooklyn neighborhood were sky-high. Beyond-reach sky-high. Most aspiring entrepreneurs would have shelved their idea as unfeasible and moved on. But not Helen. She redoubled her efforts, revisited her options, and arrived at an elegant, if unconventional, solution.

In March of that year, she opened a vintage clothing boutique very close to home. In her home, actually.

Impeccable

Helen credits her grandmother with her lifelong love of vintage. “My grandmother didn’t have very much money; she had just a few things. But the quality of her clothing was amazing. Every time she went out, she looked impeccable.”

Fast forward a few decades, and here is Helen Nurse, mom to three young kids, former Event Planner, fashion-aficionado, and enterprising eye which sees both the value in that storied craftsmanship, and the demand for vintage that fits Everywoman. “I choose vintage based on real women’s bodies,” she explains, an exercise in editorial purchasing that yields styles women can actually wear.

She started small, testing the waters, selling her collection at street fairs on weekends. The response was good, but with young children in tow, ages 3, 2 and 1, the hours and impact weren’t worth it. The seed, however, had been sown. And the concept, proven.

And so, caught between prohibitive rents and family demands, Nurse paved herself a third way. Noting how many brownstones in her neighborhood already sported ground floor businesses, she pitched the idea of transforming their little-used, street-level dining room into retail space. Her executive board—a.k.a., her family—assented. TracyChambers Vintage, named after Diana Ross’s enterprising, ambitious, impeccably dressed character in Mahogany, was off and running.

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Mr. Lentz: The Genuine Chivalrous Cowboy

Interview by Laura Zolman Kirk and Megan Smith
Photograhy by Evan Lentz

Walk us through a typical work day.

Rolling out of bed when the sun’s just about rising is not typically my thing, but I’ll do it if the work requires me to. Every now and then I will heat up a pot of cowboy coffee: just some grinds, boiling water, and my cup to pour it into. Off to the workshop, I fire up the lights and start sorting out the day’s orders. My first step is usually custom branding people’s leather goods with their names. I then go through a full process of cutting, dyeing, oiling, waxing, assembling, and hammering everything into shape. I tend to work long days, as I am a bit of a perfectionist and love creating good looking products for my customers. During busy times I get a lending hand from an assistant or two who may become part of the workshop for some time. It’s great to have extra help when you need it. On some days the cowboy hat comes off early, and I might head down to the beach for some relaxing.

What does your craft mean to you?

Leatherwork, to me, means hard work. It means a good solid day, where you tire yourself out by the end but feel fulfilled by the entire process.

Your profession as leatherworker/woodworker takes a lot of precision—how do you keep things fresh, and what goals do you set for yourself to stay motivated on a daily basis?

Well, once you start making a style that people like…you find yourself making a whole lot of that design. In the process you tend to make things over and over again. I take a lot of pleasure in getting things right. Leatherwork is tricky business since the material you are working with was at one point alive. Each piece is different and reacts differently to cutting, dyeing, branding, and oiling. I have not yet had a day where I am not amused at how something very different and strange is happening with one of my processes―and I tend to constantly modify my approach because of it. Other than that―I have a lot of sticky notes in a lot of places! Goals galore!

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The Contented Life of JoJo Johnson

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Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Sarah Beaty

318. That’s the number of curves I experienced on an 11-mile stretch of the mountain pass known as Deals Gap, North Carolina. This is the trek that one must take (at least on a maiden voyage) to the DeGroot/Johnson property tucked far into a holler of the Great Smokey Mountains. The drive is not for the faint of heart, and the final climb—a one-mile narrow pebbled road to the house—is cause for a deep sigh of relief upon ascension.

Unexpectedly, and thankfully, every bit of road anxiety quickly dissipates as Neil DeGroot greets me with a broad smile, twinkling baby blues and a glass of champagne. “You’ve made it!” he exclaims, embracing me in a bear hug and leading me down the walk, through the colossal wooden front door and into the zen-like retreat he and his wife built to both calm and amaze. It doesn’t disappoint.

The house itself is an Architectural Digest article waiting to happen. But my weekend visit is not for a house tour. It’s to find the heart of the home. And for that I look no further than steps inside. Joanne (Jojo) Johnson, tall, gregarious and confident, rushes over to greet me with a radiant smile, a nurturing hug and infectious enthusiasm that fails to wane over our next 36 hours together. I found what I came looking for.

I had heard about Joanne a few months prior during a chance meeting with her husband of nearly 30 years, Neil. A widely respected and world renowned TV producer, director, theater and film actor, Neil isn’t really enamored by anyone in the industry. I’ve prodded to no avail. Beautifully he seems most awe-struck by his own bride. Over coffee on one of the hottest spring days in the south, Neil told me the story of Joanne. Abbreviated yet poignant. I needed to know more.

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Emily Dickinson – Poetry of a Homebody

Words by Laura Zolman Kirk
Imagery provided by Amherst College Special Collections

Many of us were introduced to Emily Dickinson during high school English class, finding her work elusive and over our heads. Yet, behind the oddly-placed dashes and lines that make our minds zing, there is a woman who―aside from sharing her complex thoughts in verse—doesn’t differ much from many of us trying to blaze a trail of our own.

Visit the Dickinson homestead in Amherst, Massachusetts on a late winter afternoon and you can watch the sun set from Emily’s bedroom window, just as she would have seen it working from home and just as she described it, likely from that very spot:

“Soft as the massacre of Suns/ By Evening’s sabres slain” (Fr1146).

Well, maybe not all of us would describe a New England sunset quite like Emily Dickinson did, but there is something alluring about experiencing her home-based muses as a modern-day visitor.

It makes her more real. Her poetics are often so difficult to grasp, intentionally construed so only those who work at her words enjoy them. However, looking out to see the same sights as she once did somehow makes her words more tangible.

At her core, Emily Dickinson was simply a woman who worked from home. She was distracted by dirty dishes, scribbled down lines while baking bread, and sent her poems directly to her readers through letters.

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The Cirque de Soleil of Her Imagination

Words by Bethany Miller   
Photography by Natalie Morris

There is no “they.” This is but one of the many truths spoken by Vanessa German. To call her an artist would be such a dull illustration of her talents. Performance artist, virtuoso, storyteller, sculptor―her medium is her voice, the neighborhood, repurposed relics, paint and pure love. She is a community savior and dazzling truth teller. She is self-taught by life’s experiences, careful attention to history, and the example of her mother. She gives life to the stories of history forgotten and believes her ancestors are alive within her. She spreads love and creativity and possibility despite the tragedies and anger that exist in downtrodden places. “Why don’t ‘they’ fix it?” she wonders. And the truth is there is no “they.” But there is WE.

Vanessa stands alone on the stage. She doesn’t need props. Her voice booms. Her attire is colorful. Her hands constantly move. Clearly, she is artistic. Forceful. Rhythmic. Every word she speaks is rich, and her verbose vocabulary drips with savory spiritual hope in the midst of a troubled reality. On stage in front of the TEDx camera, in front of audiences, for small media outlets, and now a global business audience, Vanessa German shares stories of unfortunate reality: a reality many live in the midst of, and often a reality many choose to ignore.

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The World’s First Freelance Programmer

Words by Robbie Clark
Photography by Clare West

When Dame Stephanie Shirley founded the British software company F.I. Group in 1962, the young upstart was tackling not only a fledgling new programming industry, but also pioneering the workplace innovation of conducting business from home. And while the company did grow to become a multimillion-dollar organization due to Shirley’s profound grasp of mathematics, initial success came from a healthy dose of marketing and showmanship, if not outright deception.

Vera Buchthal

The success of Dame Shirley’s company F.I. Group (now called Xansa) is astonishing when seen through the prism of the time period―a female entrepreneur forming a math- and science-based startup in the 1960s from home, not a corporate office setting―but it is staggering against the backdrop of her youth.

Shirley, born Vera Buchthal, is from Germany, and in the savage months leading up to World War II was fortunate enough to escape the Nazi regime in her home country under an international relief program that placed children with foster parents in the United Kingdom.

In England, Shirley attended a little primary school in a convent. A nun recognized the bright student’s gift in math (or “maths,” as she put it) and recommended to Shirley’s foster parents that she transfer to a proper school for a more formal education. She was able to attend on a scholarship, but Shirley’s mathematical prowess quickly outpaced the female instructors, who did not put an emphasis on arithmetic. “For women in those days,” Shirley said, “biology was probably the only thing that was considered respectable for nice, young girls.”

Another option was available to Shirley, though a bit unorthodox. In pursuit of a better education, she transferred to an all boys’ schools which offered more intellectual stimulation in the way of mathematics. Attending a boys’ school, Shirley recognized, “was a lovely forerunner for the sexism of the workplace that I met later on.”

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Heart and Soule

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Steve Soule

Writers, accountants, lawyers, artists: there are as many work-from-home arrangements as there are home-based workers. Still, few have masterfully integrated work and home as organically as author, mother, magazine founder, and master blogger Amanda Soule.

As followers of Amanda’s widely-read and deeply-admired blog SouleMama know, she has built a career around home: its pleasures, graces, challenges, rewards, and, above all, its enduring importance. When she launched her blog over a decade ago Amanda was a young mother, at home all day with two young boys, seeking a creative outlet. It was “just a way…to have something tangible at the end of the day.” Fast-forward eleven years, and Amanda’s daily life looks significantly different, with five kids, ages 3-14; three books; one quarterly magazine; an international following; and farm animals beyond count.

Still, the heartbeat of her work hasn’t wavered. In print and online, Amanda explores everything from hand-plucking hornworms, to honoring kids’ art, to making muffins from leftover oatmeal. All the while eloquently re-defining home, not as edifice or landing pad but as vital, essential source of comfort, creativity and potential.

All from within the four walls she calls “home.”

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Fire Within: The Making of Fire-resistant Clothing for Women

Words by Esther Marr
Photography by Natalie Morris

Unfulfilled in her profession as a registered nurse, Amelia Papapetropoulos, who lives close to where billions of barrels of oil and gas are churned out yearly, began taking note of the booming oil and gas industry in her small hometown of Waynesburg, Pa. She got her foot in the door through an unconventional route: launching an on-site catering company at the oil and gas rigs.

“I did both nursing and catering for about a year and it allowed me to keep the security of having a salary, while meeting people and exploring oil and gas,” Amelia said. Eventually she was offered a full time sales position. “Women are filling more and more roles in this industry (currently around 19%),” Amelia said. “Although traditionally it’s an old boys’ club, that stereotype is definitely changing as more women work on-site.”

The closer one is working to the site, the stricter the requirements. And after too many years of donning men’s baggy jumpsuits in order to meet protective wear requirements, Amelia’s entrepreneurial nature finally kicked in. The petite, energetic brunette turned dream into reality a year and a half ago, founding her third home-based business, Fire Within: a fire-resistant clothing company for women working in oil and gas.

“We are required to wear certain clothing on location because it’s dangerous; there could be combustion with the live drilling in the wells. The fire-resistant clothes the industry provides today by big-name brands indicate they’re for women, but they’re not,” she said. “They’re just a smaller version of the men’s patterns.”

Amelia took an idea for a more fitted pink fire-resistant coverall to the local art institute. They connected her with a few students, including Christina Knieriem. “We put our ideas on paper and turned them into an actual company.”

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The Heart of Mishti Verma: Inner Katha Interventions

Words by Lanie Anderson
photography by Akash Mehta

For five years, Mishti Verma began every workday the same: a nutritional milkshake, sprouts, and boiled eggs for breakfast; Buddhist chanting followed by meditation; and five minutes for writing down on paper her goals for the day. In that order.

When Mishti started Inner Katha Interventions in 2008, the tiny window of her bedroom—a makeshift office with books that lined the walls—only allowed small beams of light into the room and gave tiny glimpses of the hills, trees, and colony landscape of Mumbai, India, where she lived.

Mishti had no view of its center—a city of over 20 million people—with its busy streets, blaring car horns, and aromatic traces of cumin and coriander.

But she needed no view of the city’s heart to catch the spirit of its people—one of determination to succeed.

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Lemon Rosemary Cakelets with Raspberry Glaze

Recipe by Elizabeth Marek
Photography by Megan Smith
Test kitchen baker – Canaan Smith

(makes about 18)

For the Cake

Dry ingredients

  • 9 oz cake flour
  • 9 oz granulated sugar
  • 1 Tablespoon plus one teaspoon baking powder
  • 3/4 teaspoon salt

Wet ingredients

  • 8 oz whole milk
  • 3 large eggs
  • 2 oz vegetable oil
  • splash of Grand Marnier Cognac
  • zest of one lemon
  • 1 heaping Tablespoon finely chopped fresh rosemary
  • 6 oz unsalted butter at room temp (should be soft to the touch but still hold its shape when you press your finger into it)

Raspberry Glaze

  • 1 cup fresh raspberries (blackberries or strawberries work also)
  • 1 tablespoon milk
  • about 3 cups confectioners sugar (powdered sugar)

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. I like to use cake goop (equal parts flour, oil and shortening mixed into a paste) to grease my pans. Combine your wet ingredients, including the lemon zest and rosemary and set aside. Combine the dry ingredients in your mixing bowl. Turn the mixer on low speed and add in your softened butter in small chunks. Let mix until your dry ingredients resemble wet sand. Do not walk away or you could accidentally over mix. Whisk your wet ingredients together to break up the eggs. Pour in about 1/3 of the wet into the dry and turn your mixer onto medium speed. Set a timer or watch the clock and let your batter mix for 2 full minutes. Do not be tempted to stop the mixing sooner or just guess how long it has been mixing.

This is the most important step. If you do under-mix, they will be short and crumbly. I promise you won’t over-mix them. Once the batter has mixed for 2 minutes, scrape the bowl with a spatula. Turn the mixer on low and slowly add in the rest of the liquid until it’s all in there. Scrape the bowl once more and turn back up to medium for 30 seconds. Your batter should be light and fluffy enough to scoop with a spoon.

Place roughly two heaping scoops of batter per bundlette cavity. Bake in the oven for about 15 minutes or until lightly browned on top. Remove and let cool 5 minutes before flipping the cakes out of the pan and onto a wire rack to fully cool.

To make the glaze, put your berries in a blender with the milk to make a puree. Strain out the seeds into another bowl. Add in your sifted powdered sugar one cup at a time until you reach a glaze consistency that is like thick paint. If it’s too thick add a couple of drops of milk. Don’t add too much, a little liquid goes a long way.

Dip your cooled cakes into the glaze and place onto a serving plate. Garnish with a sprig of rosemary, some fresh berries and a light dusting of powdered sugar.

Pay For My Words: How to Set Your Speaking Fees

Words by Marley Majcher
Artwork by Lucy Driscoll

Poorly negotiated speaking contracts can cost you a lot more than a day or two on the road; in fact, they can cost you not only your time, but key relationships and a potential lost income.

Whether you run a multinational corporation or are a solopreneur working out of your spare bedroom, nailing a speaking gig can be great for your brand AND add a nice chunk of change to the bottom line. IF you do it right.

To read the key fee points your speaking contract must contain, order Issue 8 here.

Keeping it Legal When Your Home is Your Office

Words by Jennifer Monarch
Artwork by Belinda Del Pesco

Since I left my in-the-box job at a mid-sized regional law firm less than two months ago, my productivity and quality of life have skyrocketed (i.e., I get twice the work done in half the time, and I’m never late for happy hour with my girlfriends). The best part? I rarely have to leave the comfort of my plush reading chair, shearling-lined house shoes, and cozy fireplace (my lap dogs, by the way, are loving this new arrangement).

When I first decided to open my own law practice, one of the many questions that continually crept into conversation was where my new office would be located. To be honest, the idea of leaving one square office with fluorescent lighting just to be stuck in another all day left me feeling claustrophobic. So I did what any resourceful, smart, and sweatpants-loving woman would do: I started working from home.

If you’re like me, the idea of working from your abode has only ever elicited thoughts of comfy lounging, daytime television, and mid-day workouts just for the hell of it. The truth is, however, that there are so many other considerations about the legalities and logistics of working for yourself at home that need to be explored.

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The Big Enough Company

Interview and Photography by Pamela Sutton

The Big Enough Company: How Women Can Build Great Businesses
and Happier Lives
, by Adelaide Lancaster and Amy Abrams

Thought-provoking interview with Adelaide Lancaster, inspiring women entrepreneurs toward purposeful businesses – and happier lives!

Women choose to strike out on their own for a variety of reasons…

… creative freedom.
… a new challenge.
… escape from corporate.

… a sense of personal accomplishment.
… a childhood dream.

Why then do so many women find themselves feeling lost halfway down the path of entrepreneurship and disillusioned by a business and life they no longer love. What happened to that promise of freedom? Happiness?

Much like a flourishing bonsai tree, carefully pruned and shaped, the ultimate goal of an entrepreneur is to grow a business and life we love. Adelaide Lancaster and Amy Abrams, co-authors of The Big Enough Company: How Women Can Build Great Businesses and Happier Lives, are whole-hearted advocates for women entrepreneurs. After interviewing over 100 women, Adelaide and Amy learned that disenchanted entrepreneurs may need to snip away old, conventional business ideas. By shaping our own ideas of success, women can find real purpose and happiness in their business and everyday lives.

Conventional wisdom aside, Adelaide and Amy dared women to define their own ideas of success, and find out why bigger isn’t always better.

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Issue 8 – Editor Letter

Three years ago I launched CAKE&WHISKEY from my mint-green 1940’s kitchen table. Two years before that I was covered in sticky, sugary fluff helping my son run his mail-order marshmallow company. Earlier still I was taking custom orders for handmade bags and aprons that I would sew from that same kitchen table into the wee hours of the morning while my babes slept. And before that, I was a star seller on eBay, making ends meet with the sale of vintage DVF dresses and Hanna Andersson jumpers. Interspersed in that decade, I was writing fresh content for my blog and navigating my way through the world of freelance writing.

Whew!

For those years, while my little ones napped or played with blocks, endless loads of laundry tumbled in the dryer and Sami and EJ’s latest drama on Days of Our Lives unfolded in the background (ahem), I worked from home. And what I found is that it is both amazingly glorious and enormously grinding…usually simultaneously. Self-discipline became my bedrock because distraction reared its head every hour of every day. Self-affirmation became my closest friend when there was no one to give me the high five I deserved. Self-motivation became the skill that I eventually mastered, because without it I would be out of business.

This issue is an homage to women around the globe who are doing some really amazing things in the world of business, right from the home offices, kitchen tables, front steps, snuggly beds and cozy nooks of their homes.

Some are doing so by choice, others because there is no other option.

Some are corporate, others are entrepreneurial.

Some stay barefoot while others are breaking out their Frye boots to board a flight.

Some are wanting to make their mark. Others look for no fame at all.

What proves to be the thread that connects them all is calling the comforts of home a perk of the job.

Gone are (most of) my days at the mint-green vintage kitchen table. Today I sit at a real office desk with swivel chair. I have a business mailing address and hold meetings in a bona fide office space.

There are days I miss the routine of pouring a fourth cup of coffee from my own coffeepot and listening to Grover’s latest mishap on PBS from the other room while my kid drops more Cheerios into the couch crevices. I miss doing squats and jumping jacks between emails, prepping dinner at 2 pm instead of 6:30 and having a girlfriend drop by for an unexpected visit. I miss letting my mood dictate my work hours (Shutting off that too-early alarm with a promise, “I’ll just work late tonight.”). I miss my marathon wearing of yoga pants (You really CAN wear UGG boots with a sweater and 2-day-worn yoga pants to Starbucks and look PERFECTLY legit!). Most of all, I miss Sami and EJ.

Okay, okay…I tease.

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Issue 7 – Editor Letter

I grew up in a conservative Midwest home where opinions on taboo topics were generally regurgitated thoughts from whatever far-right guest was featured on that week’s Meet the Press. Conversation around our holiday dinner table usually (only) involved Big 10 college football standings, never heavy issues that had the potential of raising voices or flinging food (although the latter might have been a better use for the canned cranberry).

The summer I turned 16 I took a five-week trek to Papua New Guinea. From the moment the little Cessna touched down in the green mountains of Goroka, my world view changed. Forever.

Everything my Midwest upbringing had taught me about women’s rights, corporal punishment, spirituality and sexuality were challenged and solidified, narrowed and broadened, stretched and reshaped. My childhood ideals of ‘how things should be’ were turned on their heads.

I spent those weeks deeply immersed in tribal culture. I mourned for the sick who lay suffering on woven mats in their smoke-filled huts, with no chance of recovery. I beamed when given the honor of naming the newborn baby I held in my arms. I came to understand human interaction in a way I never had before, despite the language barrier, and I lived among a people group whose taboos were so vastly different from any I will ever have reason to discuss around my own dinner table.

The idea for this ‘Taboo Issue’ came about while I was driving back from an out of town meeting. Typically I drive in silence (when you have three boys, silence truly is golden), but over this particularly long stretch of bluegrass highway I was listening intently to a podcast about a Wisconsin cop turned Buddhist teacher. As the conversation progressed between host and guest, the female officer shared how she weaved her spiritual practice into her daily work habits, with its positive ramifications eventually transforming her precinct.

And it got me thinking….why don’t we talk about this stuff at work? Why do we avoid asking someone’s take on a piece of legislation in Congress? Why does it feel so awkward mentioning my latest spiritual readings during the initial chit-chat of a business meeting?

These taboos, these topics that we avoid like the plague in the name of “political correctness,” are the very topics that allow us to set superficiality on the shelf.

And the women behind these taboos? That’s what interests me the most. They are the wise and powerful movers and shakers, many of them choosing to remain behind the scenes, laying the groundwork in the industries that we so trepidatiously run from.

Within the pages of this issue, I’m inviting you to join me at the dinner table. Let me introduce you to some of my guests. We may not all agree on the topics at hand during the course of this meal, but I bet we’ll find some common ground. And maybe, just maybe, your view of ‘how things should be’ will be turned on its head. If nothing else, at least we’ll all enjoy the cake and whiskey.

Jane West: Queen of Cannabis

Taboo Issue Topic: Drugs
Words by Robbie Clark
Photography by Rebecca Stumpf

For a long time cannabis has been considered a societal scourge, a gateway drug that leads to harder substance abuse―or, at the very least, a detriment that leads to cotton mouth, an empty bag of Doritos, and a wasted afternoon on the couch in front of the television. But slowly the plant and its use have been gaining some credibility, especially in the medical and creative fields, and as states are easing their laws regarding cannabis, businesses are starting to envision the possibility of an entirely new, multi-faceted industry opening up in the country.

Jane West thinks it’s more than a possibility; she thinks it will become a reality in the near future. She’s so sure, she made a complete professional about-face.

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Dawn Weleski: Conflict Kitchen

Taboo Issue Topic: Politics
Words by Melaina Balbo Phipps
Photography by Conflict Kitchen

Pulling into a parking spot, I wasn’t surprised when my stomach started to growl. It was, after all, the first time I’d driven seven hours for Venezuelan food…okay, for any food, really. But I’d made the day-long trek to Pittsburgh from NYC to find Conflict Kitchen, and Venezuelan cuisine was what they’d be serving me.

At the takeout window Quinton, a native of Arkansas with a background in food and editing, pointed me to the Chivo al Coco con Mofongo (slow cooked goat with fried green banana mash), Jugo Naturale (a papaya), and, for dessert, some Besitos de Coco (“Coconut Kisses” or sweet coconut cookies—a bit like mini macaroons). While I waited, we talked about the food, the project, and the biggest surprise he’s encountered while being a Conflict Kitchen employee: “It’s amazing how many people just don’t read the news.”

My order ready, I collected a menagerie of colorful pamphlets offered to educate me—the diner—about hot-button issues in Venezuela: crime, oil, internal polarization, race/class, and the perception of the U.S. government and U.S. citizens.

And just like that I became part of the project.

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Artist Profile: Clare West

I think deep down I always knew that I would have a career in which I was creative. I never dreamed it would be photography. A degree in ceramics, numerous temporary office jobs, a year spent travelling, an adult education course in photography, a stint working for a photography studio and a teaching qualification later, I have finally landed in my happy place. I realized that I simply can’t not take photographs. I thrive on capturing people in an honest and true way so that the viewer sees them as they would if they were to sit and have a conversation with that person. I guess you could say I like to capture their essence as well as their presence.

The variety of things that my job allows me to photograph keeps me constantly interested and focused on producing the best work I possibly can in any given situation. It’s such a privilege to be invited into so many people’s lives; learn new things every day; encounter new cultures and thought processes and open myself up to new experiences.

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Camelle Daley: The Clergy Couturiere

Taboo Issue Topic: Religion
Words by Linnea Zielinski
Photography by Clare West

After finishing her degree at the London College of Fashion, Camelle threw herself entirely into the label she started with a family friend. For more than two years, she knew she was draining herself, taking on not only design but marketing and finances for the infant company. Gone were the university days when she had time to flex her creative muscles, to cut a pocket differently and just see where the design led her. It was only after the pending arrival of a second child that she found the impetus she needed to let go of the company that had swallowed her.

Despite the opportunity to rest her strained creativity, letting go of that first business wasn’t easy. She wasn’t just freeing up her time; she was losing her business mentor.

The transition was eased with a humble request. She was asked to design a clerical dress for a  recently ordained youth pastor who was excited by her new job but underwhelmed by the boxy clerical shirt. She hadn’t been wearing her collar. Desperate to reconcile style with career, she turned to her friend for help. It couldn’t be too fussy, so Camelle focused on making small design changes. People raved about the result, an elegant A-line dress. The positive reaction illustrated just how long women of the church had been ready for a change. Not everyone was happy, though, and many were quick to voice their disproval.

In spite of the controversy, Camelle’s clothing line for female members of the clergy, House of ilona, was launched.

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Brian Hersch: The Guy Feature

Interview by Molly Hays
Photography by Mariah Shope

Hersch, whose wildly entertaining word game Taboo has sold 20 million copies (and counting) is founder and General Partner—and chief game guru—of Hersch and Company. His eponymous game design firm is heading into its third decade, boasts a backlist well in excess of 40 titles, and has booked retail sales north of $850 million. The man knows how to make play pay.

Fun and games aside, Hersch takes the business of play seriously. His back story certainly figures in. From a first career in real estate development, Hersch made the unorthodox jump to game design after recognizing a huge untapped market. Thirty years later, he continues to develop hit titles and successfully navigate a wildly dynamic gaming landscape. Here’s his story.

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Jameson Ginger and Pear Coffee Cake

Words by Michelle Gayer
Photography by Pamela Sutton

Jameson Ginger and Pear Coffee Cake (Because Jameson is good at all hours.)

Jameson Ginger Syrup

  • 1 cup Granulated Sugar
  • 2 Tablespoons fresh ginger, grated
  • 1 cup Jameson Irish Whiskey
  • Scraped Vanilla Bean pod

Bring all three ingredients to a simmer. Stir until all the sugar is dissolved. Take off heat and let sit for 30 minutes. Strain through a fine mesh sieve.

Oatmeal Streusel

  • 4oz Cold Butter
  • ½ cup Brown Sugar
  • 1 cup All Purpose Flour
  • ¾ cup Rolled Oats
  • Pinch of Salt

Cut your cold butter into ½ inch cubes. Mix all ingredients until crumbly.

Flat Icing

  • 1 cup Granulated Sugar
  • 2 cups sifted powdered sugar
  • 2-3 tablespoons of Jameson
  • 1 teaspoon Pure vanilla extract

Whisk everything together until smooth. Add more sugar if too runny.

Crème Fraîche Cake

  • 8oz Unsalted Butter
  • 2 cups Granulated Sugar
  • Zest of 1 Lemon
  • 1 Vanilla Bean, Scraped. (Save your pod!)
  • 2 Eggs
  • 10 oz Crème Fraîche (or sour cream)
  • 2 ¼ cups Cake Flour (sifted)
  • ¾ teaspoon Baking Powder
  • ½ teaspoon Salt
  • 1-2 Ripe Bartlett pears, peeled and sliced

Cake Instructions:

Cream butter, sugar, zest and vanilla bean. Add eggs one at a time. Scrape your bowl! Add half of your sifted dry ingredients and mix until just combined. Add Crème Fraîche and mix on low until combined. Scrape your bowl again! Add the remaining dry ingredients and mix until just combined. Scrape your bowl one last time!

Pour batter into well-greased medium large bundt pan. Layer pears evenly on the top and push them down slightly so they are nestled in the batter. Sprinkle chopped candied ginger over the pears and cover everything with oatmeal streusel.

Bake at 375 degrees F. until cake tests clean when you poke a toothpick in the middle. About 45 minutes. If the top of the cake is getting too dark you can cover it with tin foil for the remaining time.

After Baking:

Allow cake to cool slightly before flipping it out of the pan and upside down onto the serving platter. Poke holes in the sides and the bottom of the cake and brush generously with the Jameson syrup. Repeat brushing it with the syrup every 15 minutes, 3 times. Save the remaining syrup for serving.

To Serve:

Flip cake onto your serving platter so that the streusel is on the top. Drizzle with flat icing. Top with more candied ginger.

Drizzle a small amount of Jameson syrup on each slice of coffee cake.  Enjoy!

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Whiskey Drink: The Beautiful Little Fool

Words and Photography by Emily Vikre

2 oz Bourbon (I used Bulleit when I was developing it)

3/4 oz fresh grapefruit juice

3/4 oz Lillet Blanc

3 dashes citrus bitters

Shake these together with ice for 30 seconds, strain into a cocktail glass, and garnish with lemon peel (roll the lemon peel between your fingers over the cocktail to release the oils before dropping it in). If you feel daring, you can rinse your cocktail glass with a peaty Laphroaig before pouring in your cocktail.

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How the Light Gets In

Words and Photography by Morgan Day Cecil

My husband and I have a story made for daytime television.

Whenever a new acquaintance asks how we met, I cringe for half a second, anticipating their reaction. I try not to assume they’ll think “Scandalous!” and kiss our friendship goodbye, but I fear it every time. Our “how we met” story is kind of scandalous, and, yes, the soap-opera parallels are obvious.

But our story is also the very thing that shines the brightest in our lives as a beacon of hope and love and redemption.

You want to hear it?

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Kendra Montejos: The Immigrant Educator

Taboo Issue Topic: Immigration
Words by Renee Boss
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

Clutching a small blue purse with a single coin inside, a gift from her Peruvian grandmother, six-year-old Kendra Montejos and her family boarded a plane bound for the USA. They touched down in a new country to a brand new life in a new language, their belongings fitting modestly into two large suitcases.

Kendra spoke no English when she started public school in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, but she was an eager student, and she was soon asked to help translate conversations between other families and administrators in her elementary school. The rural school system was unprepared for a growing population of Spanish speakers, due to the influx of migrant workers in the area. Kendra took notice, and it eventually became pivotal to her future career.

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Krista Tippett: The Wisdom Seeker

Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Pamela Sutton

It’s unusually muggy for a September day in Minneapolis and hair around the city is paying the price. Krista Tippett’s red locks (so I’m told by her assistant) are no exception. Which is why when she darts in the back door of the large Minneapolis studio, behind schedule, she’s apologizing profusely for her tardiness.

Maybe it was just the light from the floor to ceiling windows facing Hennipen Street behind her, but I swear that this mother of two and recent White House Humanitarian Award winner standing in front of me in her smart black sheath dress, wedge heels and September hair, was also donning a halo.

She excuses herself for a moment, and while I finish slicing coffee cake for our afternoon chat, her footsteps echo across reclaimed flooring as she makes her way through the upstairs loft. Minutes later, she’s back on the couch beside me, shoes in hand. “I always have my shoes off here in the office” she confides.

I feel like I’m settling in for an afternoon with my sister.

Trying to tell the story of Krista Tippett within the confines of allotted magazine space is like trying to eat an elephant during lunch hour. Impossible. Her journey is vast and deep and complex, and her interests range from science and politics to history and Netflix show marathons. Her career path has taken enough twists and turns over the past three decades to send a resume writer running for the hills.

Yet, Krista remains grounded, real, funny,  sweet. She’s wickedly smart and keenly observant. And her laugh is as contagious as her humility.

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Candan Yazar: The Sobriety Savior

Taboo Issue Topic: Alcohol
Words by Esther Zunker
Photography by Merve Hasman

First published in 1939, Alcoholics Anonymous documents the organization’s 12 key concepts toward recovery from alcoholism and tells the stories of those who have overcome the disease. The book is considered the most widely used resource for millions of individuals in recovery.

Recovering alcoholic, Candan Yazar spent a year translating it into her native tongue.

At 72, Candan’s smile is infectious and warm, and her voice is full of hope. Rightfully so. She will celebrate 30 years of sobriety this year.

As she goes through such daily rituals as drinking coffee, reading the newspaper, visiting her grandchildren and taking a walk by the Bosphorus Strait in Istanbul, Candan thinks of those that are still on the road to recovery, for it wasn’t long ago when she was one of them.

She turned to alcohol while living in Brussels with her husband, ashamed of the way she depended on it, yet unable to give it up. Most disturbingly, she didn’t realize it was a disease that could kill her.

“I thought my liver was a sponge, and it wanted alcohol,” said Candan. “I was becoming crazy. I was very ashamed of myself, but I didn’t know what was happening.”

A knock at her door would change her life. Two women, who would later become her AA sponsors, had heard about Candan’s struggles through a mutual acquaintance and shared their own recovery stories with her over a cup of tea. “I sat with them and listened to their stories, and it was as if they were telling my own story,” Candan reminisced. “I was crying… I was very hopeless, but I begged them to take me to their AA meeting, where my sobriety started.”

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Maria Mejia

Taboo Issue Topic: HIV
Words by Bethany Miller
Photography by Sonya Revell

Maria Mejia is a powerhouse, even when she’s fragile. The deepest valleys that she has trekked are what make the mountains she is climbing so important. She’s a Sherpa, climbing them not just for herself, but for every person who’s ever heard the words “You’re HIV positive.”

Colombia born Maria is a 25-year survivor of HIV/AIDS. She is healthy because she takes care of herself: she has her daily dose of medication; she routinely sees her doctors; she practices positive thinking and nurtures her body with sleep, nutrition, and yoga. There are moments of fatigue and enervation, so she has learned when to say no and give her body rest.

Her definition of living a full life has much more weight than just physical health. Her strength stems from the love in her life, her travels, and a productive mission:  advocating for HIV awareness.

Those are her words, “productive mission.” I soon found that “productive” is an understatement.

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LeNora Fulton: The Native Leader

Taboo Issue Topic: Politics
Words by Laura Zolman Kirk
Photography by Keith Pitts

We found her by chance: a search for small-town female politicians. The more we researched, the more complex and diverse she became. “Surely this cannot be the same woman,” we thought. A run for president of the Navajo Nation, a mother of six , a grandmother to four, a member of the Navajo Nation Council, a unifying leader in her community and the current Apache County Recorder. Does a mother of six really run for president?

The answer we soon discovered was “yes.”

LeNora could easily be described as the Navajo Leslie Knope. You name it, she’s done it, with poise and a “that’d be fine” attitude. She is not the type of grandmother to sit around and let others take over the firewood delivery for her; she’s the one rolling up her sleeves to deliver it herself. She is a woman in the service of people: her family and her nation. What we need to do with our lives, LeNora told me through a tender smile, “is to help others, to love and have love in our hearts for other people.”

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Marian Anderson: Ambassadress for All

Words by Lanie Anderson
Imagery provided by University of Pennsylvania Special Collections

We. The word can have powerful implications depending on its context, and so it did on April 9, 1939, when contralto Marian Anderson sang her own rendition of “My Country, ‘Tis of Thee” on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.

When Anderson arrived at the third line of the familiar song, she belted “to thee we sing” rather than the original lyric, “of thee I sing.” The audience—a sea of tens of thousands that stretched from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial to the Washington Monument—might have considered the lyrics a misstep in her performance, but Anderson’s alteration was purposeful.

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Barbara Corcoran: Letter To Her Younger Self

Words by Ellyn Spragins
Photography by Marc Royce

Your people smarts will prove ten times more valuable than all the book smarts you can’t get.

It’s entirely characteristic that the first line of Barbara Corcoran’s bio on her website is “Barbara Corcoran’s credentials include straight D’s in high school and college and twenty jobs by the time she turned twenty-three.” Witty, unpretentious, and an improbable success, Barbara built The Corcoran Group, a Manhattan-based real-estate brokerage started with a $1,000 loan from a boyfriend, into a high-profile market leader that she sold in 2001 for $70 million.

Since then, Barbara, with her signature blonde pixie hair and big, telegenic smile, has popped up as a real-estate contributor on NBC’s Today and has been a columnist for the New York Daily News and Redbook. She’s also written two books: If You Don’t Have Big Breasts, Put Ribbons on Your Pigtails: And Other Lessons I Learned from My Mom and Nextville: Amazing Places to Live the Rest of Your Life. When I spoke to Barbara, on vacation at her summer home on Fire Island, New York, she had recently finished shooting eleven episodes of Shark Tank, then a new reality show on ABC. On the show, Barbara is one of five self-made millionaires—who are the so-called sharks—competing to invest their own money in entrepreneurial ventures they deem worthy.

Her television debut is the culmination of a long effort to reinvent herself after selling The Corcoran Group. As usual, her mother, Florence, provided a key piece of encouragement. After Barbara confessed that she lacked confidence on Shark Tank, her mother said, “Oh, Barbara, don’t be worried. Just picture Mom and Dad floating over your shoulder cheering you on. You know you always do well.”

     If it sounds unusual for a woman in her sixties to still be getting support from her mother, instead of the other way around, consider how fundamental Florence has been to Barbara’s later achievements. Her mother’s unfailing confidence in Barbara formed an armor that insulated her from despair in elementary school, when she discovered a shocking truth about herself. In third grade she heard some of her classmates laughing when she read aloud. She was sent to a special after-school reading class taught by the dreaded Sister Stella Marie. During the very first session, the nun grabbed Barbara by the ear and said, “If you don’t start paying attention, you’ll always be stupid.”

“That’s when it hit me that I had something really wrong with me,” says Barbara. That afternoon she went into the woods and cried. But at home that night she was still a star to her mother. Florence’s reaction to Barbara’s reading problems: “Barbara Ann, don’t even worry about it. With your imagination, you’ll learn to fill in the blanks.”

Here Barbara writes to herself in third grade.  

Dear Barbara Ann,

     Don’t be afraid. Stand up and shout loud and clear enough for everyone to hear: “no, I am NOT stupid.”

     There’s a world of difference between being different and being stupid. It’s not a sin when you can’t follow directions or don’t have the answer. Know that there is no shame in reading out loud and that the other kids’ laughter is just a sign of their discomfort with fears of their own. They don’t realize they are hearing, for the first time, a different kind of beautiful mind.

     You know things the smart kids don’t. You create sidewalk chalk games the other kids can’t even dream of. You often know what the other kids think before they decide to tell you and can feel the mood in a room the moment you walk in.

     You know how to get your sisters to do all your chores. You’ve learned how to bring humor into the middle of your family’s chaos. You know how to build complicated worlds of levels and bridges and alcoves and cliffs and islands and beaches in the little stream behind the house.

      Trust yourself, Barbara Ann. Your talent for daydreaming will come in handy later. And your people smarts will prove ten times more valuable than all the book smarts you can’t get.

     Be patient with yourself and repeat after me: “I am NOT stupid. I am NOT stupid.”

 

     Barbara

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Issue 6 – Editor Letter

The clock on the bedside table said 7 a.m. Much too early for this girl who had been up late the night before at an industry dinner.

I was three days into a conference in Washington DC and was slated to speak to a room of seasoned magazine executives after breakfast. But first things first. Wardrobe.

No-nonsense Banana Republic dress? Check. Conservative heels, not too high, not too flat? Check. A light coat of mascara and under eye concealer to play some “I feel so refreshed from a great night’s sleep” trickery from the stage? Check.

Hair…. Hair…..umm, nothing. An unfortunate wardrobe oversight, for sure, because I have quite the head of long, thick, unruly hair. Twenty minutes until the continental breakfast and I needed to think of something―pronto. My go to style in desperate times like these? The side braid. After a few failed attempts, I got it right. I reached into the depths of my makeup bag for a hair thingy. (What’s your name for it?)

I think you can see where this story might be headed. No hair thingy to be found. After a futile five-minute one-handed search through bags, pockets, zipper compartments and suitcases, a concierge request for a rubber band delivery would be next. When I opened the coat closet and voilà! A satin hanger. And not just ANY satin hanger; this satin hanger had a white satin ribbon bow wrapped around the hook.

With my one free hand (the other holding the end of my braid for dear life) I unraveled the ribbon and, with some pretty spectacular replicating ability, I might say, I tied it around the base of my braid into a perfectly dainty bow.

I looked in the mirror―and felt a tinge (understatement) mortified. Business dress, conservative shoes, ladylike makeup…and white schoolgirl, Pollyanna bow.

Awesome, Megan. Way to be legit among your new peers.

Feeling deflated, I weighed the ramifications of scrapping the entire idea. But time was not on my side and Lord knows I needed that coffee and dry muffin to keep me from a nerve-ridden dizzy spell on stage.

In that moment, instead of panicking, I paused.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

And in those few moments of pause two words came to mind: sweet and spirited.

And I smiled.

With my power suit ironed and my game face on, I had been verging on puking for two days as I prepped to speak to the decades of experience in the ballroom four floors down. But in that moment of culminated anxiety, my little white bow actually became a gift. A reminder of the sweet. The fun. The more lighthearted and less hard-on-myself ways I know I need, especially in moments of “work mode” like these.

The clock was ticking. I turned the Spotify channel to Katy Perry while adding the last swipes of makeup and final touches to my presentation and then jetted to my caffeine and bran.

An hour later, nerves subsided, I spoke to the publication pros, with my white satin bow borrowed from the hotel hanger and bright courage in my step. I was, in essence, silently preaching from the podium what this magazine…this mission…is all about: “blending the serious with the serendipity,” as one reader put it.

It’s so EASY to get wrapped up in the seriousness of business. There’s a reason the term is coined “serious business,” right? The goals, the juggling and balance, the presentations, the proper hashtag usage, a meeting’s productivity or lack thereof and the disappointments over excel spreadsheets. Even our victories can swallow up any bit of joy in a day when we use them only as strategies for reaching the next rung on the ladder.

But when satin bow moments happen, we need to grab ahold of those little gifts of whimsy and wonder. They do come along! Often! You must open your eyes and look for them. Because they have huge potential to impact the course of your day.

Had I worn a frumpy rubber band whose first life was wrapped around the morning newspaper in the lobby, I likely would have been disgruntled with my ‘bad start’ to the day and it would have showed. And I can promise you my smile wouldn’t have been nearly as big from stage, which ultimately gave others a reason to smile after that same late night party we all were dragging from.

Blackberry Smash

Recipe by Patricia Richards
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders
Mixologist – Jeff Worden

4 Blackberries (medium in size)
1.5 ounces Fresh Sweet & Sour (**recipe below)
0.25 ounces Flavorganics Organic French Vanilla Syrup (Whole Foods Market)
0.25 ounces (heavy pour) Mathilde Blackcurrant Liqueur
1.5 ounces Gentleman Jack Tennessee Whiskey
Method: In a clean bar mixing glass, thoroughly muddle blackberries to pulverize. Add
remaining ingredients to mixing glass. Fill bar mixing tin two-thirds full with ice and
shake cocktail well. Double-strain the cocktail using a strainer to cover the bar mixing
tin, push through a fine mesh strainer in your opposite hand. Double-strain the cocktail
over fresh, cracked ice and garnish with a mint top. Serve.
*Note: Double-straining removes blackberry pulp, so don’t double-strain if you prefer
this pulp in your cocktail.

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Four Berry Champagne Summer Cake

Recipe by Candice Hinsinger
Photography by Melissa Becker 

After a long Chicago winter and chilly northern spring, I couldn’t wait to start introducing more citrus and fruit flavors into my sweets here at the bakery. This cake is perfection at the height of berry season. When you can have four berries rather than one, why not? The addition of
champagne in both the cake and buttercream gives this beauty a lovely effervescence and lightness that you wouldn’t normally expect from cake.

As delicious as it is gorgeous, this cake will certainly impress, but it is also easy to assemble! As always when baking, make sure to bring your ingredients to room temperature (ideally, overnight) before baking. This step helps every element blend together beautifully.

Champagne Cake

1 cup (2 sticks) butter, room temperature
3 cups granulated sugar
6 eggs, room temperature
4 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup whole milk, room temperature
1 1/2 cups champagne (don’t use the good stuff, whatever is reasonably priced and on hand is just
fine)
2 teaspoons vanilla extract

Champagne Buttercream Frosting

1 cup (2 sticks) of butter, room temperature
6 cups powdered sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/3 – 1/2 cup champagne

Berry Garnish

1 1/2 pints (3 cups) each of blueberries, raspberries, blackberries, and strawberries (some sliced)

Recipe

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Grease 3-8″x3″-round cake pans with a flavorless oil such as canola or vegetable oil. If on hand, line with parchment paper.
In the bowl of a stand mixer (or in a large bowl with a hand mixer) on medium speed, cream together butter and sugar for at least 2-3 minutes, until mixture is light and fluffy.
Add eggs—one at a time—making sure to fully incorporate each egg before adding the next.
With a fork, fluff the flour, baking powder, and salt together in a bowl. Separately combine milk, champagne, and vanilla into a measuring cup and give a light whisk.
On low speed, add half of the flour mixture until almost incorporated. Add the liquid mixture and blend until smooth. Add the remaining flour mixture and blend on medium speed until fully and smooth.
Pour the batter into the prepared pans as evenly as possible.
Stagger the pans in your oven so that each pan has air flow around it. Bake for 25 minutes, rotate,and bake for an additional 10-15 minutes or until the cakes are fully set and a small knife inserted comes out clean. emove the cakes and let cool in the pans on a rack until absolutely cool to the touch.
Meanwhile, make the buttercream frosting. Combine all ingredients in the stand mixer bowl, starting with 1/3 cup of the champagne. Start the mixer on the lowest setting and gradually increase as the ingredients start to combine. Add more champagne if needed. Mix until combined and light in texture.

Assemble the cake

Remove the cakes from the pans.
Using a large serrated knife, trim your cakes so that they are as flat as possible.
Set one of the cakes on your tray or platter of choice.
Fill a piping bag, if handy, with the buttercream. If not using a piping bag, use a clean spatula.
Pipe or spread a 1/2″-layer of buttercream on the first cake layer. Smooth.
Top with an assortment of berries to create a flat layer.
Repeat with the second and third cakes, frosting, and berries.
Create a beautifully tall pile of berries on the top of the cake.
Using a sifter, sprinkle powdered sugar over the top.
Let chill in the refrigerator for 1 hour before serving.

 

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Island Love

Words by Lanie Anderson
Photography by Jessica Hill

Imagine a wedding with a center aisle carpeted in leaves and colorful rose petals, gift bags woven by local indigenous women and stuffed with organic body products, ocean waves that welcome the processional, and an outdoor patio made ready for dancing with Chinese parasols hanging just overhead. More like a fairy tale than a reality, this is Larissa Banting’s standard for weddings in Costa Rica and those standards have made her wedding planning business an international success.

Launching a wedding planning company for the first time would have made most sense in her own backyard of Toronto, Canada. Unless you know Larissa. During the summer of 2001, she trekked with an Alberta-based film production company to Costa Rica and fell in love with Roberto Leiva, a Costa Rican actor. A year later she moved to be with him and in 2003 they married.

What her friends and family in Canada deemed crazy—Larissa didn’t know anyone in Costa Rica besides Roberto, had no job, and couldn’t speak the language—she considered adventurous. “I loved the weather, the people, and the country,” Larissa explained. “I wasn’t flighty. Something resonated with me that this was the right place to be.”

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Soccket To Me

Words by Robbie Clark
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

Kicking an Idea Around

As a very recent graduate from Harvard Business School, where she had the daunting challenge of running an innovative socio-tech company she founded while also keeping up with her obviously challenging course work, one would assume Jessica Matthews didn’t know squat about (let alone have time for) play.

But “play”–we’ll call it the pursuit of doing an activity just for the sake of having fun–was the crux of Matthews’ studies while in school (no, we’re not talking about Beer Pong or sorority formals) and it is the core concept behind her business.

On the surface, Uncharted Play, which now has its office in the Tribeca neighborhood of Manhattan, makes play things that in turn generate energy after they’ve been played with, such as the Soccket, a soccer ball that can power an accompanying LED lamp, and Pulse, a jump rope with an accompanying adaptor that can charge small appliances like cellphones. But the philosophy and mission behind Uncharted Play has more gravitas than producing a few volts from a lithion-ion battery: Matthews wants her company to inspire children to be the next generation of social inventors to challenge the status quo.

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Ada: Enchantress of Numbers

Words by Dayna Brownfield
Artwork by Ann Shen

Walking down the rows of laptops, tablets and iPods at my local big-box electronics store, I am amazed at the tiny devices’ power and ingenuity. I grew up with computer-integrated classrooms and heard stories from my grandfather who, in the 60s and 70s, held meetings with his boss about “these new computer contraptions that can calculate large equations for the company.”

What you may not realize is that the creation of the computer began long before the twentieth century. In 1834, Ada Lovelace, a 19-year-old Englishwoman, took some of the first steps towards developing the fundamentals of modern computer programming.

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La Cuisine Paris

Words by Linnea Zielinski
Photography by Rebecca Plotnick

“We need to be sitting together over a bottle of wine,” Jane Bertch says as she launches into what can only be described as a dizzying leap from a 10-year banking career to owning and running her own cooking school. Her friendly jocularity is a serendipitous illustration of the driving ethos of her school―for all the glitz a French cooking school implies, classes at La Cuisine Paris are less like a meal at a Michelin-starred restaurant and more like a split bottle of wine at a corner café. You can be sure that’s intentional.

Tasting the Difference

French cuisine has the reputation of being elegant, refined, intimidating, and, if honest, probably a little elitist―something best left to graduates of culinary school and celebrated domestic mavens. For the gutsy home chef with enough gall to tackle classic French dishes, the food industry can seem rife with untouchable professionals feeding them wisdom from on high (or from the pages of embossed cookbooks that are doomed to gather dust).

To Jane, culture―even beyond food―is a composition of community members sharing how their families did things. French cuisine, like any other, is something composed in family kitchens, making it an art without pretense. Upon this belief, La Cuisine Paris has flourished. Where other chefs would lecture, Jane has hired teachers who engage their students, imparting accounts of their childhood kitchens, spoons licked from family recipes.

It is on this level playing field (why, yes! Food should be fun!) that classes are conducted. Chef-instructors at La Cuisine Paris engage students in two, three, even five hours of cultural exchange from which everyone emerges with a sense of camaraderie, and smelling strongly of butter. It’s this sense of the food being their food, not the instructors’ food, that Jane believes makes all the difference in students’ experience and taste.

If you doubt whether the taste of a buttery croissant can change just because of environment, think about eating it at your cubicle before starting work in comparison to the company it might keep beside a cappuccino at a café on the Champs-Élysées.

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Flying Solar

Interview by Robbie Clark

In early June, Solar Impulse 2 made its inaugural flight, which lasted two hours. The vehicle’s intended mission, scheduled to begin next year, will take a little more time, since the charted course is to circumnavigate the globe.

Since the Golden Age of Aviation, a number of pilots or teams of pilots have cruised around the world to their own distinction, from the first round-the-world flight in 1924 by a team of four Douglas Cruiser biplanes (a 175-day voyage) to Wiley Post’s first round-the-world solo flight in 1933 to Capt. James Gallagher’s first round-the-world nonstop flight. If successful, Solar Impulse 2 and its pilots, Bertrand Piccard and André Borschberg, will add a new title to the venerated list: first solar-powered round-the-world flight.

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She’s A Mizzfit

Interview by Lina Fletcher
Photography by Caitlin Mitchell

Ever wished you could wear your favorite pair of yoga pants to work? Bianca Jade did…and now does. Once managing a successful career in advertising, Bianca turned her favorite hour of the day, her workout, into a full-time job. Now the go-to expert on fitness and fashion, Bianca, a.k.a Mizzfit, stylizes sportswear brands, tests new fitness trends, speaks on national TV shows, and motivates women everywhere to “break a sweat and look good doing it!”

Many of us juggling home and career consider gym time a luxury. What would you say to the woman who feels too busy to work out? 

The key is to schedule your  week in advance. That’s what I do. I sit down every Sunday night and look at my calendar for the week ahead and find 1 hour in every day from Monday to the following Sunday where I can fit in a workout. Whether it’s a studio fitness class, meeting up with a friend for a jog, or something more restorative and relaxing like yoga, I find the time. It’s really the only way to do it because if you leave fitness as your last priority, it always gets pushed to the end of your to-do list that day. I use the iCal calendar on my computer and once it’s logged and scheduled, there’s no turning back. It’s happening.

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Difference

Words and Photography by Pamela Sutton

Difference: The One-Page Method for Reimagining Your Business and Reinventing Your Marketing
by Bernatte Jiwa

What if your business turned into wild success overnight all because of a story—your story?

Bernadette Jiwa is a freelance brand story strategist and author of best-selling marketing book Difference: The One-Page Method for Reimagining Your Business and Reinventing Your Marketing. The Difference Model is a new way of marketing: brand storytelling. No longer is marketing about tactics or labels; it’s about creating meaning in the lives of our customers through the art of storytelling. An engaging, true story that moves people to act, and fall in love with your idea. Jiwa sums up her short, but powerful book as one that “turns the old Marketing Mix model on its head. The businesses that have wildly succeeded in the past decade have done it by understanding their customers first, which enables them to create products and services for their customers.” By learning to see through the eyes of our another, Difference shows us how to transform our company from something that works from a distance to becoming a part of our customer’s own narrative.

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Dreaming My Dreams With You

Words and Photography by Morgan Day Cecil

What was I thinking, sharing my heart with the world?

That afternoon in my daughter’s bedroom, I was ready to border up my sensitive soul, punch a motivational speaker in the nose, and forget about ever making a dime from my passion.

But quitting my dream wasn’t an option. Not because I said so (I was ready to fold), but because my husband said so. That day he knew who I was and what I really wanted better than I did. He knew, because two months earlier I had shared the dream with him.

Flashback to before the scene with the tears. The kids had just been tucked into bed and, curled up on the couch, I shared with him my desire to open an online shop featuring quote prints to start creating for the public what I had been creating for our home and for friends for years. Talking to him about my ideas energized me. I was excited. I was totally lit up. He loved seeing me so alive and told me so.

I carried a wishy-washy version of my small business dream for years, but, once I spoke it out loud and shared it with the person I love and respect most in the world, my dream became an online storefront, stocked in less than a month.

When we are dreaming alone, it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of reality.

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Artist Profile: Rebecca Plotnick

I was bit by the travel bug in 2003 when I studied abroad in college, and I started dreaming of becoming a travel photographer. Being laid off in 2008 was the push I needed to follow my dreams. I used airline miles and some of my savings to spend 10 days in Paris, photographing from morning until night. The best way to discover Paris is to get lost in the city’s streets. I returned from the trip energized and ready to start selling my work.

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An Ode to Farm Life: Erin Brennaman

Words by Kelli Loos & Linnea Zielinski
Photography by Jen Madigan

City girl. Country boy.
The age-old tale of young love between two people from different sides of the fence.
But this version has a twist.

This little girl loved horses. She dreamed of helping them. Vet school and then a practice of her own.

So after high school, Erin the city girl, left her home in the bustling Chicago suburbs for the expansive fields of Iowa to study Animal Science. The semester stretched. Lectures stalled. Erin’s mind wandered.

A mysterious country boy shone through the tedium, disappearing every weekend from campus, gone to his family’s farm 150 miles away.

Love blossomed. Eventually the city girl followed the country boy into his terrain.

The stereotypes were all true. Small town. One stoplight. Rumors swapped between friends. She thought she would hate it. But she was charmed. Washington County, Iowa.

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Artist Profile: Clare Elsaesser

Five years ago I started my Etsy shop with the goal of making a living from my paintings, a barely utilized Bachelor of Fine Arts and a smattering of art-related jobs on my resume. I began supporting myself through sales from my paintings and their print reproductions. Over time, my subjects have evolved from animals to figures to wild abstracts.

With amazement, I watched the work and time I put into my shop grow into a lucrative business. The success of my business has given me happiness and a rise in determination.

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Blushing Bride

Words by Patricia Richards
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

Ingredients

-1 oz. Drambuie 15 year Liqueur
-1 oz. St-Germain Elderflower Liqueur
-2 oz. Freshly Squeezed & Strained Ruby Red Grapefruit Juice
-0.75 oz. Freshly Squeezed & Strained Lemon Juice
-0.75 oz. Simple Syrup (Equal parts Baker’s sugar with water. Stir until dissolved.)
-3 Dashes Dr. Adam Elmegirab’s Teapot Bitters
-1 Drop Bittermens Hopped Grapefruit Bitters

Method

Combine the above ingredients into a clean, bar mixing glass. Fill your bar
mixing tin, two-thirds full of ice and shake well. Strain over fresh ice into a Collins glass.
Garnish with a long, fresh swath of grapefruit peel. Serve.

TIP: Adjust the simple syrup as desired, depending on your personal palate as well as the
sweetness level of your fruit.

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Jameson’s Carrot Cake

Recipe by Megan Smith
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

Jameson, our trusty mascot, has a weakness for carrots. Go figure.
Our weakness lies more in this tropical cake than the carrots. Go figure.
This cake is a showstopper. For years it has made appearances at wedding showers, birthday parties and backyard gatherings up and down the Eastern seaboard…often with Jameson the bunny in tow.

Ingredients

Cake

2 1/3 cups all purpose flour
1 cup unsweetened flaked coconut
3 teaspoons ground ginger
3 1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
2 cups sugar
1 cup vegetable oil
4 large eggs
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
2 cups finely grated peeled carrots
2 8-ounce cans crushed pineapple in its own juice, well drained

Frosting

3 8-ounce packages softened cream cheese
1 ½ sticks unsalted butter, room temperature
1 cup powdered sugar
¾ cup canned sweetened cream of coconut (such as Coco López)
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Preparation

For Cake:

Preheat oven to 350°F. Butter three 9-inch-diameter cake pans with 1 1/2-inch-high sides.
Line bottom of pans with parchment paper. Combine 1/3 cup flour and coconut a bowl.
Whisk remaining 2 cups flour, cinnamon, baking powder, salt, and baking soda in medium bowl to blend.
Using electric mixer, beat sugar and oil in large bowl to blend. Add eggs 1 at a time,
beating well after each addition. Beat in vanilla. Beat in flour-spice mixture. Stir in coconut-flour mixture, then carrots and crushed pineapple.
Divide batter among pans. Bake until tester inserted into center of cakes comes out clean, about 30 minutes. Cool in pans on racks 1 hour. Run knife around edge of pans to loosen cakes. Turn cakes out onto racks; cool completely.
For frosting: eat cream cheese and butter in large bowl until smooth. Beat in powdered sugar, then cream of coconut and vanilla. Chill until firm enough to spread, about 30 minutes.
Place 1 cake layer, flat side up, on platter. Spread 3/4 cup frosting over top of cake. Top with second cake layer, flat side up. Spread 3/4 cup frosting over. Top with third cake layer, rounded side up, pressing slightly to adhere. Spread thin layer of frosting over top and sides of cake. Chill cake and remaining frosting 30 minutes. Spread remaining frosting over top and sides of cake. Chill 1 hour.

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Gold Medal Work Ethic

Words by Kaelan Hollon
Artwork by Roberta Pinna

As a rule, divers are a little bit crazy. Surely it must be lunacy to careen headfirst off a thin slip of steel lodged thirty feet above an unforgiving expanse of water while the world watches. Among Olympians, they are the snipers of summer sportsmen; sliding into big water 35-40mph with surgical accuracy in the midst of calmly-focused triple backflips.

Diving is a loner’s hobby and the sport doesn’t afford missteps. Mistakes in diving means broken arms, broken feet, concussions and sprains. Competition starts early to separate the average from the great; while most other children are playing ‘everyone-wins’ tee ball, the elementary school Olympic set are already enduring hours of workouts and a steadfast diet. It is a merciless sport; anything short of perfection demands a gentle secession into the loam of mediocrity, an early retirement of Olympic daydreams. There are hundreds of thousands of average divers, and several hundred very good ones. There are a few that make you gasp with their perfection―only a slim handful are considered that good. But Vera Ilyina is that good.

Watching footage of her gold medal performance in the 2000 Olympics, Ilyina emerges from the water with the serene wisdom that comes from perfect athletic confidence, baptized in the glory of roaring, televised millions and rippling in her strength. She wastes no movement; there isn’t so much as a twitch that is out of her control.

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Beauty in Brokenness

Words and Photography by Annie Kruyer

Kintsukuroi, ‘to repair with gold,’ is the Japanese art of repairing shattered pottery and ceramic vessels with gold and silver, understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken. I had loved this practice long before it would resonate fully in my own life. But instead
of gold, I would use the gift of light, both physically and spiritually, to mend and bring beauty to all my broken places.

I am an artist. An artist that takes photos. Although formerly trained in Fine Art and Illustration, photography is my first love as my medium of expression, for it so eloquently speaks the language of my soul and frames the complex working of intuitive feelings into something I can reflect on. The word photography comes from the Greek word phos meaning light and graphos meaning writing, which loosely translates to ‘writing with light.’ How beautiful. Writing with light.

Looking back to the months before life as I knew it would change forever, I now believe that on some subconscious, perhaps spiritual, level, we know or are prepared for a death or a parting of a loved one if we knew to pay attention to the signs.

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Tea Time

Words by Virginia Myers & Megan Smith
Photography by Jesse Fox

In 2010, Heather Howell was wooed away from her job in talent acquisition for a Fortune 100 company and charged with the task of taking a small farmer’s market product to a nationally recognized and distributed brand. She had no beverage, bottling, distribution, or start-up experience. A deterrent for some, perhaps, but Rooibee Red Tea’s investors believed this former Division I athlete, no stranger to competition, was the secret ingredient to the tea’s success.

The million dollar question for any brand stepping into the marketplace is ”how do I get recognized?” Heather, now Chief Tea Officer of Rooibee Red Tea, knew the company’s only chance of a little known tea leaf product becoming a household name was to focus time and energy on three objectives: strategic store presence, stellar people, and spot-on public relations. “My first goal was to find the best team I could in the food and beverage space,” Heather said. “I knew we needed hearty team members to take Rooibee Red Tea to the next level. The beverage space is dog-eat-dog and there are some big dogs there reluctant to give up market share. To survive in this industry, you have to be scrappy.”

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Imogen Cunningham

Words by Pamela Sutton & Laura Zolman
Photography by Imogen Cunningham

“So many people dislike themselves so thoroughly that they never see any reproduction of themselves that suits. None of us is born with the right face. It’s a tough job being a portrait photographer.” – Imogen Cunningham

The turn of the 20th century in America was not quite ready to embrace working mothers, let alone an avante-garde photographer. Yet over the span of a 70-year career, Imogen Cunningham, with her artistic talent and willful independence, overcame the obstacles of a steeply patriarchal society, a male-dominated photography industry, and the critics of her day. Known for her botanical, nude and portrait photography, she became one of the finest and most sought after photographers in American history.

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Youth Uprising

Words by Lanie Anderson
Photography by Rebecca Drobis

Hiking in the mountains of Rwanda, snowboarding along the Eastern seaboard, and paragliding in Ecuador, Sarah Green doesn’t necessarily consider herself a risky person. But her track record begs to differ.

Recognized by President Obama for her work as a young entrepreneurial leader in 2012 and 2013, this humble North Carolina native has a running list of accolades in entrepreneurship that she rarely touts. Instead, it’s her wide eyes and sense of conviction that reveal her true purpose in what she does. The deepest desire to see others’ dreams realized and value reclaimed.

A 2009 graduate of Appalachian State University, Sarah turned down a cozy job with an accounting firm in Washington to teach entrepreneurship classes in Uganda, a country to which she says she owes her “life’s career trajectory.” After returning to the United States, Sarah cofounded Empact, a powerful organization that exposes young people to entrepreneurship and helps cultivate mindsets that alleviate poverty around the globe. Recently Sarah said goodbye to her role with Empact to focus on her first love: social entrepreneurship and international economic empowerment and development.

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Creatures of Habit

Words and Photography by Pamela Sutton

Whether we realize it or not, we spend most of our day on habitual autopilot. This is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, habits actually can provide a lot of freedom. We type emails effortlessly without glancing at the keyboard. We enjoy a bike ride because we pedal without thinking. We can multitask at work or while caring for our children, and get up in the morning, heading straight to the kitchen with no other thought than “strong coffee, please.”

Although habits can be a good thing, most of us have some habits we’d like to break, and new habits we’d like to make. Understanding how habits work allow us to become more productive and achieve greater success in both our personal life and business―whether we want to diet, start running every morning or create a more productive working environment.

In his New York Times Bestselling book, The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do In Life, Charles Duhigg dives into scientific discoveries surrounding habits and reveals human potential. We meet Eugene, who learned to create new habits after memory loss. And discover how Michael Phelps won a world record even though his goggles filled with water. We are given insight into how organizations, like Starbucks, have achieved success by embracing organizational habits, or “routine.” And how Target knew a teenage girl was pregnant, through her buying habits, before she’d even told her parents.

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A View From the Hill

Words by Ann Sullivan
Artwork by Gooseberry Press

Few sights in our capital city are as breathtaking as the cherry blossoms blooming on the Potomac with our nation’s monuments and memorials as a backdrop. April is the time of the year when the cherry blossoms pop. But the question is when. Timing Mother Nature’s annual Washington festivity is unpredictable and local meteorologists are devoted to predicting when the trees will bloom. The Cherry Blossom Festival depends on it, as does the influx of tourists that boost Washington’s economy in the spring. Conversely, the blossoms do not stay very long and spring rains can make the displays even shorter. Timing is everything.

Those conditions sound much like the environment on Capitol Hill. Timing is everything. Issues do not have a long shelf life and many resources are spent on trying to figure out when the time is right for action, because as we know, policy changes make a big impact on the nation’s economy.

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Curating Your Memories For Better Relationships

Words and Photography by Morgan Day Cecil

I live in Portland, Oregon, a city full of hip, young artisans, craftsmen, and entrepreneurs who all seem to be curating something.

There are folks in my town who curate donuts. Plenty who curate motorcycles. Lots curating leather goods and Pendleton products. And, of course, coffee and beer.

But curating isn’t unique to Portland. In fact, “curate” has become a marketing buzzword for those with blogs, websites and company Pinterest boards.

My husband and I also curate, leading workshops to help couples create a life of true romance and meaningful adventure together. One of the first lessons we teach is the art of curating memories.

The verb, to curate, comes from the noun, curator, which literally means, “one who manages or oversees, specifically as the administrative director of a museum collection or a library.”

We manage the objects we put on display in our home. We oversee the shoes stacked in our closet. We thoughtfully collect books and wine with the heart’s desire to collect meaningful things so those meaningful things can be properly appreciated.

The mind is a mysterious thing. It possesses so much power and capability and also so much tendency to sabotage. A relationship is made marvelous or miserable first in the mind and then in the home.

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Artist Profile: Roberta Pinna

My work celebrates beauty. I use the female figure because, as a woman, that is the lens through which I observe the world and the human condition. Although my figures are often isolated and denied any identity or relation with their environment, I conceive each of them as part of a matrix in relationship to one another. The “Divas” series best expresses my intention: the beauty of the body’s performance of a plunge and the human ability to turn a fall into a flight.

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Artist Profile: Jacklyn Greenberg

Jacklyn’s edge lies in her unique ability to engage and connect with people on a level that delves beyond the surface and into the deeper realm of energy and emotion. This comes, in part, from her extensive travels and immersion in foreign cultures with extended stays overseas in Italy and Australia. After earning degrees in both fine arts and environmental chemistry, she decided to follow her passion and add her intense voice with her inherent air of hyper-realism to the photography world.

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Issue 5 – Editor Letter

“She stood in the storm and when the wind did not blow her away, she adjusted her sails.” Elizabeth Edwards

When this magazine was birthed I was living a comfortably predictable life in Kentucky with three small boys and a hardworking husband. By all accounts, I was the traditional stay-at-home mom. Over the course of a decade I created a haven for friends and family. We hosted dozens of parties each year under the big maple tree in the back yard. I started a blog to chronicle all those milestones in a mother’s journey. I kept myself challenged by upping my domestic know-how and eventually became a businesswoman by profiting on those skills.

When the idea for CAKE&WHISKEY came to me like an Oprah “ah-ha” moment nearly two years ago, it was unforeseeable how much the skill of adaptability would need to be cultivated (sometimes internally kicking and screaming) if I were to see this idea through.

No longer was my morning coffee the first thing that got me out of bed, for a rigorous schedule that started well before the boys tumbled down the stairs for breakfast became the new norm. And no longer was this slightly-introverted girl able to slip quietly into preschool to pick up my son, for national speaking engagements pushed me far outside my scope of ease. And no longer was I able to devote the same energy to keeping up with friends as nights and weekends became my ‘no phone’ time, allowing me to wholly focus on my family. Ultimately those adjustments, ever so slight, became the crucial catalyst that allowed the potential for CAKE&WHISKEY’s growth possible. Without them, you would not be reading this letter.

This morning I write this from a small hotel room. It’s before dawn and I’m barely tapping the keys as to not wake my sleeping boys and husband beside me. For the next three weeks this hotel room will be our home as we head into the biggest transition as a family, to date.

That maple tree we hosted dozens of parties under is now someone else’s maple tree. The neighbors we shared garden bounties and baked goodies with for many years are no longer our neighbors. The life and business we built in a sleepy Southern town now needs to be cultivated in a northern city we had never set foot in before. Things change in life and business. Malleability becomes a necessity.

By nature, we tend to buck change, even though what we want more than anything in life is to not remain the same forever. We’re funny creatures that way.

As each feature story in this issue came across my desk, the theme of adaptability and ultimately, resiliency, became my take away. Maybe because as I was reading these stories, I was looking deep for my own source of resiliency and strength. We do tend to glean nuggets of wisdom where we need it most, don’t we?

This magazine gives voice to the stories of businesswomen who are on a journey. And that would be each of us. It’s what we relate to, because no one lives a simple life. We all face tragedy and heartache and chaos at some point and although it may pale in comparison to those you’ll read of Misty Copeland or Annie Kruyer, when read through the lens of your own story, whether now or in ten years time, the messages resonate deeply.

I am certain that we can learn from and champion each other when we understand that every woman we meet in the boardroom, the locker room, the school parking lot and the negotiating table is likely also adjusting her sails to weather a storm.

Instagramming France: The Cartier Women’s Initiative Awards

Journaled and Photographed by Megan Smith

October in Paris sounded like a dream.
Snuggled under the covers of my chic hotel room’s bed, the balcony doors flung open wide, I could hear the tables and chairs of the bistro below being set out on the sidewalk. I breathed deeply the crisp autumn air and gently pinched my arm, smiling as I realized Paris in October actually wasn’t a dream at all.
Even an Audrey Hepburn film marathon couldn’t have prepared me—a well-seasoned traveler—for my first trip to France. It was perfect. Those quaint Parisian cafes do exist. Lunchtime really does last for two hours. Coffee tastes better. So does the wine. And croissants really can be eaten every morning without the fear of weight gain. The Eiffel Tower is bigger and more spectacular in person. The Champs-Élysées truly is the most beautiful avenue in the world. And everyone is nice. Really nice. Even if you don’t speak French.

But I had come to France for more than baguettes and café au lait. I had come to witness something much more magical: to watch 18 remarkable women from 14 countries participate in an entrepreneurial competition like no other. I had come to witness the sharing of ideas and watch the common threads of entrepreneurialism and altruism weave together in an interlinking chain. The impact will be felt worldwide for a lifetime.
I had come to the Cartier Women’s Initiative Awards.

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Fit to be Tiled

Words by Katie Shoultz
Photography by Chelsea Brewer

With its expression of culture, landscape and time, almost every iconic American building has an artistic commonality with one another. A shared secret among their walls and floors, their staircases and ceilings. These pieces of brick and mortar are part of the very soul of a structure.

The uniqueness of handcrafted artisan tile rose to popularity during the Arts and Crafts movement of the early 20th century as a recoiling against the mass-produced, cookie-cutter tile designs of the Victorian period. Fast forward several decades and present-day tile is largely produced by robotic machines in assembly lines. Today, the Tile Council of North America reports a mere 35 handmade tile artisans crafting these pieces of utilitarian beauty.

Combining her own passion for handcrafted tile with a steadfast desire to revive the support of local artisans, Minnesota native, Lee Nicholson, founded the popular West Hollywood tile showroom known as Filmore Clark.

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Mad Success: Lucinda Scala Quinn on Management, Martha, Motherhood, Men, and Improvising a Life

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

If a proper success story should read like a résumé, all steady build and single-minded trajectory, don’t tell Lucinda Scala Quinn. In 2000, she was home full-time with her three young sons, “fully immersed in motherhood.” Today, she’s a four-time author, entrepreneur, television host, and Executive Food Editor at Martha Stewart Living Omnimedia. “My life has really been an improvisation,” she says. Clearly, this hasn’t been an issue.
In the Beginning
Looking back, it’s easy to see the underpinnings of Scala Quinn’s success. Growing up, good homemade food was the norm, and the glue that gathered extended family together. “I was in an environment that felt good. I felt safe and secure and nourished.” Add to that the “social interactions with multiple relatives, and it just felt amazing to be IN it.”
Small surprise, then, that she began cooking professionally as a teenager. She enjoyed it, excelled at it, moved to New York to pursue it, and then? Walked away. When her sons were born—she has three, Calder (26), Miles (22), and Luca (19)—she switched gears. “I just had this gut sense that I really needed to be rooted where I was.” Freelance writing and odd catering gigs aside, she left the fast track to be home with her boys.

It wasn’t easy.

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Issue 4 – Editor Letter

I boarded the plane leaving Charles de Gaulle Airport, bound for the rolling pasture hills of Kentucky and home to my husband and three boys. I was tired from endless days of walking the streets of Paris (pitiful, right?) and looked forward to the next eight hours of mindless movie watching and snoozing.

I sorted my must-haves for the flight ahead and plopped down in my seat. Next to me sat a man who hadn’t looked up since my arrival.

I’m all for quiet travel. In fact, I welcome it. Yet I couldn’t not break the ice with a smile, hello and witty quip about the long trip before us to the man in the window seat. So ahead I forged with my quip to the quiet one beside me.

An American expat living in France, Don was a businessman traveling back to the states for work. We were, by all accounts, a very un-likely pair to connect. Yet we did. Instantly. Occasionally I would see fellow passengers glance our way as our initial hesitant hello grew over the hours to some of the best conversation I’ve had in a really long time.

Maybe you’ve had this same experience before. One of those rare moments when you know the right person has crossed your path at just the right time in life. They, without knowing, speak deeply to what your mind and soul need to hear. That was the gift Don gave me over the Atlantic.

Business concepts, strategies, hesitancy and self-doubt were secretly becoming all-consuming (maybe you know the feeling?) and I was struggling for clarity. Don, in the final years of a long-term career and one who has both succeeded and failed, learned and grew from it all, listened as this blonde-haired stranger poured out her entrepreneurial insecurities to him. He mostly listened and sagely shared wisdom with me. We talked about expectations and pressure and the enormity of responsibility when diving into the unknown. He nodded his head in agreement often and generously shared kind smiles and reassuring words.

Weeks have passed since that flight and still his words and actions play in my mind. Without him ever knowing, they’ve helped re-instill confidence in my goals and dreams and given me clarity for the journey ahead.

Man: Friend or Foe? I smile each time I read the cover because depending who I ask, the answer will most definitely (and likely with lots of back story, bias, sentiment and reasoning) be different.

This magazine was birthed out of a passion to share the stories of businesswomen worldwide, encompassing all points in the journey and not respective to any particular walk of life. And as much as this is a magazine about women, we will never discount the role that men play in our journeys. Because their role is vital, if we allow it. We must allow it.

Women. We sorta rock, don’t we? I’ll save some precious retail space called ‘word count’ by letting you fill in the blanks on why, although my daily to-do list is proof enough that I could run a small country effectively and still provide a home cooked meal at the day’s end. And when I start to forget what I’m capable of, there are plenty of reminders everywhere I turn–from NY Times bestsellers to motivational TED talks that tell me, ad nauseam, it’s true. I rock.

As a businesswoman, I love businessmen. In fact, I am a better businesswoman because of them. They help sharpen our skills by countering our objectives. They challenge our thought pattern (remember, they are from Mars) and help us see things from a new vantage point. They can teach us how to command attention in a room, if need be, and they can walk us through the art of closing a deal when our strength is merely making a new friend across the table (ok…I’m speaking for myself on those last two).

Almost weekly I am asked about this whole concept of cake and whiskey. The sweet and the spirited. The culturally feminine and the culturally masculine. Our events nationwide, where we indeed eat cake and drink whiskey, are for women, because as women we DO derive energy and strength from one another. Yet, to see man as an adversary (which unfortunately is the underlying current in some women-based circles) negates the benefits men can offer us and our careers.

A friend and colleague explained his point of view: “Often we as men are criticized for our oppressive policies and actions intended only to put the woman down.  In that way, I feel some women take this sentiment to the natural conclusion that they don’t need man, any man, to be successful. While it is in an ambitious woman’s best interest to stand out on her own, she’d be doing a tremendous disservice to cast aside men who have the ability to help. Like any civil rights movement, you need support from leaders within the majority to move forward as a minority.”

This letter is not an attempt to dialog about glass ceilings, gender equality issues or suppression. Terrible circumstances exist for women around the globe that need our compassion and our action. But my hope is that for us who have the freedom to explore our careers and take on challenges in life, we’ll seize the opportunities around us to learn from and work alongside the maddening yet amazing species called “men.”

And I hope someday soon you’ll get the rare opportunity to sit by a quiet fellow with loads of insight and encouragement. Go ahead. Take that leap and break the ice with a smile and a witty quip.

June’s Coconut Pound Cake

Recipe by June Jacobs
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

I grew up in a family that didn’t like, eat or serve coconut. And that was really hard for a coconut lover like me who used to save my pennies so I could buy a Mounds bar! This moist cake was the last recipe in my cookbook, Feastivals Cooks at Home. Years ago, I went to a potluck party of cooking teachers where Carmen, a friend of mine, brought this cake. Instant love. She shared the recipe and the rest is history. I think I’ll be remembered for this recipe whether or not I want to be. It has become my favorite cake, and it’s most requested by my favorite person to cook for.

Coconut Pound Cake

Makes one 10-inch tube (or bundt) cake or two 9×5-inch loaf cakes

Ingredients
1 pound unsalted butter
2 cups pure cane sugar
2 cups flour (divided in half)
6 extra large eggs
7 ounces shredded, unsweetened coconut
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

Method
1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Make sure the rack is in the center of the oven.
Grease and flour the pan(s).
2. Cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy (Carmen says “as a shampooed cat”).
3. Add one cup flour and beat some more.
4. Meanwhile, add the vanilla to the eggs (in a separate bowl). Then add eggs one at a time to batter, beating well after each addition.
5. Now mix coconut with the remaining one cup flour and add to batter, using a wooden spoon to incorporate. Pour into desired pan(s).
6. Bake about 45 minutes to one hour. Be sure to test with a cake tester or long toothpick to be sure it comes out clean when inserted in the center of the cake. [If it doesn’t come out clean, leave it in a few minutes longer!]

The Glaze
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup water
1 teaspoon pure extract (almond or vanilla–be inspired)

Method
1. Combine sugar and water and simmer for 10 minutes. Remove from heat and add extract. Glaze is now ready.
2. When cake comes out of the oven, poke holes through cake with skewers and pour glaze on while cake is warm–while the cake is still in the pan. Don’t remove the cake from the pan until it is completely cool.

Teacher’s Tip: This cake is best 24 hours after baking. But it generally won’t last until then, so bake two and eat one warm and hold the other until the magic 24 hours is up! (per Carmen Cook’s instructions)

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Highland Holiday Recipe

Recipe by Patricia Richards
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

Ingredients

-1.25 oz. Dewar’s Highlander Honey
-0.5 oz. Disaronno Originale
-0.5 oz. Freshly Squeezed & Strained Lemon Juice
-3 oz. R.W. Knudsen Cider & Spice 100% Juice (no sugar added) (Whole Foods Market)
-3 Drops Bittermen’s Xocolatl Mole Bitters

Method

Combine the above ingredients into a bar mixing glass. Fill a bar mixing tin, 2/3 full of ice and shake cocktail. Strain over fresh ice into a double old fashioned glass.
Place a half orange slice and a long cinnamon stick, long enough to use as a stirrer, inside glass. Gently stir. Serve.

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Salt of the Earth: Sarah Sproule and her Rooftop Salt Garden

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Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

For a seemingly unending rainy streak in NYC, even the gloomy skies can’t keep Sarah Sproule from smiling ear to ear as she climbs into the booth of the crowded midtown Starbucks to meet me for an afternoon coffee and chat. She’s due to bartend around the corner in a couple of hours (job #1) and she’s just come from checking on her salt (job #2).

That’s right. Salt.

This wide-eyed beauty with her pixie haircut and girl-next-door charm makes salt. From Atlantic seawater. On a music school rooftop in Chelsea. Go figure.

This is not the umbrella girl on blue cylinder kind of salt your mom bought for a few cents in the spice aisle. Urban Sproule salt is the good stuff. The chunky, fancy salt that Food Network chef wanna-bes swoon over in Williams-Sonoma catalogs and try to justify purchase of in their Thanksgiving spending budget.

In an unregulated segment of the US food industry, Salt Monger Sarah is making the rules up as she goes. A chef by trade, she worked in the kitchen of famed Colicchio & Sons, later moving out West to manage an elite country club kitchen before settling back in NYC to teach cooking classes at Union Square Greenmarket and moonlight as a bartender.

The notion of salt-making came about rather experimentally, actually. With an idea, a plastic bucket and an outing to the nearby shoreline, Sarah wondered if a recent story she’d heard about Dead Sea salt was possible in her own backyard Atlantic. With childlike curiosity, she waded into the water, filled her bucket with the murky saline liquid and headed home. Days turned into weeks where the bucket of ocean water, left outside her tiny NYC apartment, sat.

And sat.

And sat.

Slowly evaporating until the water was gone. And when peering into the bottom of the bucket, Sarah found what she was hoping for: salt. “It really was just a bunch of commonsense,” she said matter-of-factly. This, coming from a 20-something-year-old who has created, quite possibly, the first rooftop salt garden in the world. Her excitement is contagious as she recounts the details of her discovery.

For Sarah, the journey hasn’t been so much about a sodium curiosity but rather a passion for locavorism. She preached and promoted local farmers and growers in the New York area during her cooking demonstrations and, as most chefs do, finished each dish with a sprinkling of salt. Salt from somewhere else.

Once the solo bucket salt experiment proved successful, Sarah’s gears started turning; wanting to make more. For herself and (was it possible?) enough to sell at her Greenmarket class each weekend. “I knew I needed sun and wind for evaporation and, more than anything, space.” Space in midtown Manhattan? A contradiction if there ever was one. As chance would have it (in one of those Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon sort of ways), Sarah found space to make her salt on the rooftop of a music school in Chelsea, and in the summer of 2012 began construction of an 8×12 greenhouse, hauling several hundred evaporation bins, water barrels, shelving and supplies up to her own Big Apple Shangri-La.

But beyond sun and wind and space, the most crucial element is seawater. Local fishermen Charlie and Glen have that covered. Each Saturday they bring 125 gallons from the purest waters 30 miles east of Montauk, NY to the Brooklyn Borough Hall farmers market where Sarah and her husband lug it back to Chelsea and up 13 floors to the greenhouse.

Clearly, Sarah Sproule is no slouch. This girl has got some gumption and drive. After building that greenhouse, she went on to source handmade glass jars with cork lids and design labels for her company, aptly named “Urban Sproule.” And in spite of her trailblazing ways, she desperately wanted the A-OK from someone….anyone before presenting her product to the public. “Because salt-making isn’t really regulated, no one really seemed to care what I was doing.” Weeks of phone calls and attempts to get a food related government agency’s seal of approval, failed. No one came. Undeterred, she went a little unorthodox (pardon the pun). “I figured, what could be better than being declared kosher? I called the Orthodox Union and asked if they would come. I think they thought I was crazy; they had never heard of, let alone approved, rooftop salt before. I was so nervous about that inspection. The OU is a world renowned and respected agency!”

Sarah passed inspection that day and received Kosher Certification from the Orthodox Union in April 2013.

Today, Urban Sproule boasts of eight salt flavors in its flight. With infusions like celery, Thai chili, grilled ramps and black squid ink, Sarah is bringing her impressive Atlantic amalgamates (of a Michelin starred restaurant quality) to the everyday cook.

There have been many lessons learned along the way, none more valuable than that of patience. Sarah’s business relies most heavily on something there is no control over: the weather. For this girl that never sits still, “making salt is definitely a test of my patience. Salt is telling me to chill the hell out.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hovding: The Invisible Bike Helmet

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Words by Robbie Clark
Photography by Jesse Fox

When the Swedish government passed a law in 2005 making it mandatory for children under the age of 15 to wear bicycle helmets, many were concerned that the law would be expanded to include adults. Worries about their civil liberties and big government’s encroachment into their private lives were troublesome, but what worried them the most was the thought of becoming a nation forever cursed with flat, lifeless “helmet hair.”

These fears were well-grounded, according to Anna Haupt, cofounder of Sweden-based Hövding helmets. She says bicycling culture is ingrained in Swedish culture, with nearly 80 percent of the Scandinavian country’s population using bicycles as a mode of transportation, be it commuting to work, riding to school or pedaling into town from the countryside.

“And we saw this law as a threat to us,” Haupt said in excellent English during an interview via Skype. “If the law was also going to include adults in the future, we hated the traditional helmets because they were geeky and destroyed the hair.”

Necessity may be the mother of invention, but vanity is a close cousin, and Haupt and her colleague, Terese Alstin, decided they were going to revolutionize the helmet industry and preserve Sweden’s fondness for bicycle dependence. And spare millions of people from potential bad hair days while they were at it.

As a response to the 2005 helmet law, Haupt and Alstin, while studying industrial design at Lund University in southern Sweden, developed a master’s thesis exploring the idea of an “airbag helmet” that would only deploy in the crucial split seconds following a collision, much like the airbag in an automobile.

“We needed to employ a lot of people during those years, of course, because we couldn’t do everything ourselves,” Haupt remembered. “We needed the best mathematicians, because everything that we needed was not invented yet. We needed a new algorithm that was far from the car industry algorithms. We needed an airbag that was three-dimensional, which in most cars the airbag isn’t. And it needed to hold and withstand multiple hits in one single accident, so it needed to withstand full pressure for several seconds, which normal airbags don’t have to do.”

Seven years and thousands of crash tests later, Hövding was created and certified as a safety product in Sweden, as well as in all of Europe. The company hopes to eventually have the helmet certified in the United States.

The company, which now employs 16 people with an arsenal of varying skills and expertise–engineers, marketers, finances, customer service–in Malmö, Sweden, has also found distributors and retailers in all of northern Europe, as well as Germany and Austria (and even Asia, with the helmet hitting the streets of Japan in October).

Initially, Hövding was a hard sell, as is any radical new contraption (let alone with a price tag of nearly 400 euros), and many distributors and retailers were hesitant to face the liability of putting an unfamiliar safety device on the heads of their customers.

“It took us actually a long time to find the retailers and the distributors, because they were more afraid than the actual customers of this completely new invention,” Haupt said. “Is it really going to work? How do I know that it’s going to inflate in an accident? Are people really prepared to pay for this kind of product? It took us a lot of time to convince the retailers that this was the future of helmets.”

“Hövding always raises a lot of questions about [its ability to work]. It’s much safer than traditional helmets in many aspects, and that’s something that is much harder, I think, for us to communicate, because when it comes to safety, it needs more words than just a sentence.”

So here it goes:

The Hövding helmet is actually worn around the rider’s neck like a thick collar or scarf. A snap button on the front zipper functions as an on/off switch. There’s a nylon fabric “airbag” tucked snuggly inside the collar, which looks like a big, white, puffy hood when inflated. There are also small electronic sensors which have been programmed with algorithms to recognize the motion a rider’s body makes when the bicycle is hit from behind by a car or slams into a telephone pole or encounters one of the hundreds of other perils cyclists face while cruising down the road. When the sensors are triggered, the airbag quickly inflates and engulfs the head, while not obstructing the user’s vision, for a few seconds before beginning to slowly deflate. The sensors can distinguish the jostling associated with normal cycling and other situations from actual accidents, so if you happen to be wearing an engaged Hövding while running up a flight stairs, the mechanism won’t deploy.

Haupt says the Hövding is safer than conventional bicycle helmets because it covers a much larger area of the head, and the airbag pillows the brain for gentler shock absorption.

And since Hövding was a creature of vanity, it is only natural that the outer layer of the collar can be accessorized with about a half dozen different interchangeable styles.

From its robust media reception to an impressive amount of design and entrepreneurial awards, this innovative helmet drew immediate international attention. And many venerable outlets called moments after the product launch with interest in the new invisible helmet.

“They started phoning from Canada, Japan, the Discovery Channel,” Haupt said. “They phoned us from all over the world in just a few hours. It was great.”

However, the greatest accolade the inventors have received has been the sight of cyclists on the road near their office wearing Hövding helmets barely a year and a half after it was released to the public.

“Seeing it in reality on the streets, of course, was worth all the struggle. It was a great feeling,” she said, not only because it is her creation, but because she feels like she’s helping to preserve her local cycling culture while making her fellow countrymen safer.

And Haupt really does feel like the riders are safer, especially after she put her own Hövding helmet to the test.

“I’ve tried it, yes,” she said. “It wasn’t meant to be tried, but I was in a bicycle accident, and it worked. Of course.”

And afterward, her hair still looked immaculate.

 

India Hicks: Island Dreamer

Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Brittan Goetz & Suzanne Kantak

Each morning she sinks her toes into the cool pink sands of the tropical sanctuary she calls home. The warmth of the island sun kisses her strong cheekbones and daily its rays brighten the blonde strands framing her face.

If all starts out quiet, it won’t be for long. Soon enough, the stately, pristine white house she shares with her partner, David, on Harbour Island, will come to life with the sounds of children. Five of them. Ranging in age from 5 to 16. They are jewels in her crown.

Actually, the topic of crowns isn’t one that India Hicks finds unfamiliar. She is, in fact, a British aristocrat (spend 20 minutes researching her lineage and you’ll get some fascinating global schooling), often summoned by the media to talk about royal weddings, proper English etiquette, and most recently, the newborn prince, George Alexander Louis.

But during an early Monday morning conversation in her upstairs office, these topics of aristocracy and nobility don’t surface; for there is much more than meets the eye with India Hicks.

She’s a marathoner (three currently under her belt) and a former hotelier. She was once a model for Emelio Pucci and Ralph Lauren and host of Britain’s Top Design. She holds a degree in photography, once taking the Christmas portrait of Prince Charles, Princess Diana and their boys. She’s a regular blogger (Indiahicks.com) and an avid blog reader, counting Dooce and Habitually Chic as two of her favorites right now.

Without a doubt, she leads a charmed life by most standards. David first crossed her path when she was just 17 in what she describes as a “fleeting, innocent flirtation in the Bahamas.” Fast forward 12 years, that fleeting moment sank roots and flourished. Fast forward another 17 years and this modern day Swiss Family Robinson of seven are leading the idyllic life of adventure and tranquility they’ve dreamed of. And one they work hard for.

A woman from an affluent family working hard for what she wants from life? You bet. India runs circles around most and yet has perspective that only comes from someone who’s tried to do it all, all at once, at some point in life. “I used to always look ahead, thinking, ‘What’s next?’ But now I just take a deep breath and ask myself if what I am doing now am I doing well. Because that’s what matters.”

And the work that matters most to her right now is her designs featured on the Home Shopping Network (HSN) and her new line of island-inspired jewelry–all pieces she’s created and developed with her team. India’s lasting collection of all-natural body-and-home fragrances, Island Living, created for Crabtree & Evelyn validates her bent for product development and marketing. “I design for myself first and then for the consumer. That way I can always stand behind my work.” India speaks to such lessons with a mentoring spirit. “It’s important to never do something just for the purpose of selling it. Because when you get the negative feedback (and you will), it can really throw you off your game and cause you to lose confidence.”

And with all the success India has encountered in business, she’s realistic about its growth. “Things in life take a – looong – time. It’s incredibly impressive when someone can build a brand quickly, but it’s not normal.” Nor has it been the case for India. And that seems to sit perfectly fine with her. In fact, there’s energy in her voice when she speaks to the practice of hard work, grit and grime, disappointment, failure and re-discovery. “It’s important as women to be careful about striving for things and yet not overdoing. We have so much to prove and we take on so much in a day, but the balance of time must always be correct.”

That nugget of wisdom is spoken from someone who truly has found that compromise. After an hour-long conversation from her sunny studio, the first of the children begin clattering up the steps, in search of their mum for a morning hello. The words she has just spoken are immediately fulfilled as she openly welcomes their chipper conversation and smiles.

And with that, the interview is concluded.

A representative moment from a woman who has truly found the art of harmonizing family and work.

 

 

 

 

The Athena Doctrine

Words by Pamela Sutton

A healer, protector of justice, wise peacemaker, reliable and selfless warrior; what attributes will define business in the 21st century world? Could “feminine” values really transform our careers? The Athena Doctrine: How Women (and the Men Who Think Like Them) Will Rule the Future, co-written by John Gerzema and Michael D’Antonio, keeps one eye on the present and focuses readers forward into the business paradigm of tomorrow.

Extensive research reveals a worldwide culture shift in values: both men and women are identifying and esteeming “feminine traits” over the traditional “masculine traits.” Research shows, when it comes to leadership, policy, and innovation, those who adopt feminine attributes are more successful and the people who apply them are overall happier.

What social theorist and marketing sage John Gerzema writes in The Athena Doctrine is more than just a research report. Filled with inspiring stories of innovation and optimism about the future of business, Gerzema believes the juxtaposition of Athena traits and the modern businesswoman can improve our career paths, society as a whole, and our daily lives.

Recently I had chance to talk with John, who shared with me more about The Athena Doctrine and why it matters to you.

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Japanese Cooler

Ingredients

10 Each, Fresh, Medium-Sized Mint Leaves
0.75 oz. Freshly Squeezed Lemon Juice, strained of seeds & pulp
0.25 oz. Light Agave Nectar
1.5 oz. Yamazaki 12 year old single malt
0.5 oz. Domaine de Canton Ginger Liqueur
3 oz. Fever-Tree Ginger Ale

Method

In a clean bar mixing glass, place mint with lemon juice. Lightly muddle mint to release its oils. Add remaining ingredients, except for ginger ale. Fill mixing tin 2/3 full of ice. Cover mixing glass of ingredients over mixing tin of ice, creating a seal. Shake well to combine. Remove mixing glass and set it aside.

Add Fever-Tree Ginger Ale to mixing tin with cocktail. Gently stir with a bar spoon to combine ingredients. Using a Hawthorne strainer, strain contents from tin over fresh ice into a Collins glass. Garnish with a long mint stalk with beautiful mint top attached, removing lower leaves of mint from stalk. Serve.

(*Fever Tree Ginger Ale has a natural ginger flavor and is recommended over regular ginger ale for this recipe. Using ginger beer instead will give even more ginger spice, so you would likely bring down the ginger liqueur.)

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Summer Berry Buttermilk Cupcakes

Makes two dozen cupcakes

Summer means berries, and this recipe is a luxurious way to feature them. Light and airy cupcakes with the tang of buttermilk sit on a surprise graham cracker base, and are topped with a berry-infused buttercream. For a very simple variation, you can turn these into muffins by eliminating the crust, and folding 2 cups of berries directly into the batter instead of making a frosting with them. Either way, this is a wonderfully fresh and delightful way to celebrate summer.

Ingredients

Graham Cracker Crust
1 1/2 cups (160 g) graham crackers
1/3 cup (76 g) unsalted butter, melted
1/4 cup (50 g) sugar

Buttermilk Cupcakes
2 cups (190 g) cake flour
1 cup (110 g) all-purpose flour
1 1/4 teaspoons (6.25 g) baking powder
1 1/4 teaspoons (6.25 g) baking soda
1 teaspoon (6 g) salt
1 cup (236 ml) buttermilk
2 teaspoons (10 ml) vanilla extract
1 cup (227 g) unsalted butter, room temperature
2 cups (200 g) sugar
4 large eggs, room temperature
2 large egg whites

Summer Berry Buttercream
2 large egg whites
1/2 cup (100 g) sugar
3/4 cup (170 g) unsalted butter, room temperature
1/3 cup (88 ml) berry puree (you can use any combination of strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, raspberries, or other berries)
1/2 cup (118 ml) berry jam for filling

Method
For the crust:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Line two 12-cup muffin tins with cupcake papers.
Pulse graham crackers in food processor into fine crumbs.
Add butter and sugar and pulse until combined. Place about 2 teaspoons (10 g) of graham cracker mixture into the bottom of each cupcake paper. Use your fingers or a pastry tamper to press mixture firmly together.
Place muffin tins in oven and bake for 5 minutes. Remove and let cool while you make the cupcake batter.

For the cupcakes:
Combine flours, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl and set aside.
Combine buttermilk and vanilla in a measuring cup and set aside.
Place butter and sugar in bowl of stand mixer. Cream together for 3-5 minutes until light and fluffy.
Add in eggs and egg whites one at a time, beating to fully combine before adding the next one.
Add in the flour mixture and milk in five alternating additions, starting and ending with the flour. Mix just to incorporate before adding the next addition.
Fill cupcake papers about 3/4 full with batter. Bake for 16 to 20 minutes, rotating pans halfway through. Cupcakes should be just starting to turn golden on top and a tester inserted in the center should come out clean.
Remove from oven and let cool on wire racks while you make the buttercream.

For the buttercream:
Combine egg whites and sugar in a metal bowl. Place over a pan of simmering water.
Whisk the mixture constantly over heat until sugar is dissolved and mixture looks smooth and shiny. Continue whisking until the mixture reaches 160 degrees F (70 degrees C).
Remove mixture from heat and pour into a stand mixer bowl. Whisk on medium speed for about 5 minutes until the mixture has cooled.
Switch to the paddle attachment and with the speed on low, add the butter a few pieces at a time, beating until smooth. Do not add the butter too quickly or beat too quickly or the buttercream may break.
When all the butter has been added, beat the buttercream on medium-high speed for about 6-10 minutes until it is very thick and smooth. It may appear to separate briefly but continue beating and it should come back together.
Add the berry puree to the buttercream and beat to combine. (To make the puree, puree the berries in a food processor and strain out the seeds).

To assemble the cupcakes:
Cut a small core out of the center of each cupcake. Fill with a spoonful of berry jam (you can also use fresh berry puree). Fill a piping bag with the buttercream and pipe a swirl on top of each cupcake. Decorate with additional fresh berries.

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Stiletto Network

Written by Megan Smith
Artwork by Janet Hill

Purely out of curiosity and on her own dime, New York Times writer Pamela Ryckman flew to Silicon Valley in 2010 where fifty of the nation’s most recognized, influential businesswomen were uniting at the Alley to the Valley Summit.

For this financial services expert turned journalist, the trip would become a series of ah-ha moments and revelations that would not only re-define Pamela’s view of the modern businesswoman, but build a platform for her to share with the world how the culture for women in business has undoubtedly shifted. “What surprised me most was that the room was full of powerhouse women who looked like women! They were feminine and fashionable. They wore stiletto heels and talked about healthy hair. They defied the stereotype of strong women in business. They were unabashedly women.”

Spend five minutes with Pamela, and the way you perceive the word ‘networking’ will forever be transformed. When she speaks about the connecting power of women, each word packs channeled energy and focused passion. It’s utterly contagious. Which is a beautiful thing, because, without a doubt, this ‘love story’ of women doing what women have always done—bonding together, from Girl Scouts to carpool to the PTA—is finally re-designing the corporate ladder. In fact, that steep corporate ladder is looking a lot more like a swinging bridge ropes course these days: tightly netted cords and knots interweaving and intersecting to make navigating the business world adventurous and experiential.

With a listening ear and a journalistic thirst, Pamela discovered much more than topics of social change, corporate philanthropy, politics and gender issues were being discussed in Silicon Valley that week. It was the side conversations these women were having about their networking dinner groups that perked her ears. Nearly all, with career experience unheard of in their mothers’ era, were connecting deeply with other women on a regular basis through the most basic ritual known to humankind: a meal. Pamela was captivated. She probed further, needing to know more. What she found over the course of several months after the Summit, through dozens of consequent interviews, phone calls and travels, was that these networks are emerging everywhere. Women from coast to coast are coming alongside each other, propelling one another forward and finding likeminded camaraderie across industry lines. Women with smarts, style and, of course, a dazzling pair of stilettos.

In May 2013, her book, Stiletto Network: Inside the Women’s Power Circles That Are Changing the Face of Business, launched with a hefty stream of press and buzz leading the way. “While researching for the book, I innately felt I was onto something.” She likens the experience to a starburst effect with leads and connections rapidly turning her ideas and hunches into a 100-page manuscript. Having personally reaped the benefits of this ‘stiletto network,’ Pamela attributes its power to two things: evolution and revolution. “For the first time in history, women have self-made wealth and are opening up their rolodexes to help other women. They’re taking risks for each other, which never would have happened 20 or more years ago when there was just one seat in the boardroom for a lady, and each was vying for it.” In terms of revolution, Pamela sees firsthand how technology is transforming the unifying power of women in the workplace. “Women have always been relationship maintainers. We are the ones carrying the family ties. These skills that have been honed for generations are now infiltrating the online world and connecting women across a multitude of fields.”

There’s something in Pamela’s voice when she speaks about this subject that indicates she’s only caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg. “The book proves the power of its thesis. Women connect, get behind each other and propel one another forward. You don’t have to be isolated in your work. Pick up your head and let someone provide the spark to move you forward.”

Pamela’s career journey itself also proves the power of her thesis. After years in the finance world, consulting and working for companies like Goldman Sachs, she had her ‘come to Jesus’ moment while pregnant with her first son. For as long as she could remember, she wanted to be a writer. Taking the leap, she went back to grad school to study journalism and became “the oldest pregnant intern at the NY Sun.” Her own struggle moving through a maze of competitors in a teeming publishing industry testified to the results of women going to bat for one another. “I was in a new industry trying to navigate my way into a career, with kids. It ended up that every opportunity I got came through a woman. They were the ones who could think outside the box with me and see me as a viable candidate.”

Don’t for one second question Pamela’s ability to balance life as a wife, mom of three young boys, freelance writer and book author…she’ll quickly nip that in the bud. She resolutely chooses to follow passion, not balance, in all areas of her life. She’s equally as passionate about lunch dates with her young boys at the local diner as she is about discovering those idiosyncrasies that make women unite. “I love learning what holds these women’s groups together because at the end of the day, it’s all about friendships. It’s organic and fluid. That’s the glue.”

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The Model Activist: Summer Rayne Oakes

Words by Pamela Sutton
Photography by Jacklyn Greenberg

“I’m the person who likes to take the machete to clear the path so other people can walk it.”
Summer Rayne Oakes

Our altruistic passions can become our career.  And while we may not understand the path to create this, it is possible to use ingenious ideas and passionate activism to impact the world. Because where integrity and inspiration meet is the key to successful social entrepreneurship, and a business, without a doubt, can be built around a passion when one puts a value on principles and knowledge. Summer Rayne Oakes has proved just that, finding her niche in the sphere of environmental sustainability and creating a profession without losing the soul of convictions.

As a child, Summer Rayne’s backyard in Northeastern Pennsylvania sparked her curiosity for the natural world. No one could have known that this budding brown-haired scientist, with her nose perpetually in a brightly-bound yellow National Geographic, would eventually become a modern-day ethical bohemian, honored as the World’s First Eco Model, and create an environmental social platform through a most unlikely avenue: the fashion industry. And yet, she did.

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ONE TOUGH HAND: New Mexico Rancher, Linda Davis

Words by Kaelan Hollon
Photography by Herschel Mair

Sit and listen to an 83-year-old rancher talk about her life story; you’d better tune in. Chances are you could learn something. But listen fast; if the rancher is Linda Davis, she’s probably busier than you. With the relentless energy typically found in a three-year-old on a dead-set sugar binge, she won’t have much time for chit-chat. Between her volunteer shifts for the local EMT service, where she drives her ambulance over a swath of land twice the size of Rhode Island, she needs to check her mama cows, heavy in calving season, take a few minutes to say hello to her grandchildren, great-grandchildren, kids and neighbors, and hopefully squeeze in a sandwich. So when Linda Davis sits down to give you career advice on what lessons a life of ranching could provide young women, you’d do well to pay attention. This New Mexico cowgirl inspires awe among a nation of ranchers with good reason: Linda Davis is one tough hand.

 

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The Road to Splendid: Jeni Britton Bauer and her Splendid Ice Creams

Words by Molly Hays
Photography by Rachel Joy Baransi and Sarah Beaty

When the history of ice cream in America is written, chances are it will fall into two eras:  Before Jeni’s, and After Jeni’s.

The Jeni in question is Jeni Britton Bauer, who in 2002 opened her first Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams in Columbus, Ohio.  Today, just over ten years later, Jeni’s Splendid has ten retail locations, wholesale distribution coast to coast, $1 million in online sales, and countless raging fans.  And?  They’re just getting started.

Not Your Average Ice Cream

There’s no better beginning to the Jeni’s story than a fast-forward, right to the end.  As I chatted with Britton Bauer this past March in her light-filled, subway-tiled Short North location, we were interrupted shortly after we began.  “You’re super busy,” a gentleman said, apologetically, “[but] I want to thank you for your product, and your business model.”  His gratitude was palpable, his enthusiasm so keen he could have been an actor paid to deliver lines.  He wasn’t.  He was, he went on to explain, an accounting instructor from three hours upstate who case-studies Jeni’s in his classes, and who packs a cooler whenever traveling to Columbus to hand-carry his kids’ favorite flavors back home.

This is devotion.  This is success.

This is not your average ice cream.

 

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Do Gooding: Madame

Words and Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

The greatest gift you can give someone is the gift of time…

Hauling large Tupperware bins of wedding gowns, suits, rings and decorations to Northwest Haiti, bridal shop owner of 40 years Diane Cornelius gives couples, far too poor to afford a wedding of their own, a rare and precious gift: a wedding day. Most Haitian families live in common-law marriages, some for over 25 years, simply because of the expense a ceremony would incur. They usually have several children and are forced to survive on less than a dollar a day. It’s a daily reality that parents must often choose which child will not eat. But in this culture, a chance at marriage brings with it a sense of pride within their community and allows both bride and groom to be accepted as family and receive an inheritance. Once married, a younger woman will be treated with respect, and a middle-aged woman can now be called Madame.

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Issue 3 – Editor Letter

When I was 15, I spent six weeks trekking through Papua New Guinea. At 17, I went to Africa. When I was 22, I rode horses and drank fermented mares’ milk in Mongolia and at 24, I again backpacked through remote tribal villages in PNG, this time with my husband and 7-month-old son.

And then my traveling days came to a halt. More baby boys came along, job transfers, career building, mortgages, bills, carpools… Well, let’s just say~ life happened.

Morning cups of coffee, sugary cereal bowls piled high in the sink followed by the school day send-off, office meetings, pending deadlines, grocery lists, soccer games, rushed dinners, even more rushed bedtimes, and then the quiet of the night before starting all over again. And as much as we try to embrace that sugary cereal bowl routine of life bit, we’re likely to discover we’re tapped out. That glazed over look in our eyes is not, in fact, from a late night marathon of “Justified” episodes but rather something more profound: a need to retreat.

Several weeks ago I became a soul-searching wayfarer to the south of England. A solo trip (thanks to my amazing family back home) to make time for something significant in my life that had long been neglected: travel.

My passport had expired, so with a crisply-spined new one, a far too heavy suitcase filled with layers of clothing I would never need (thanks to an unusually balmy UK summer) and my dusty Nikon camera, I tucked myself away in the stunning landscape of Somerset, England.

For two weeks I forsook my normal restrictive diet, daily workouts and work/life routine. Instead, I painted watercolors of peonies and toured historic landmarks. I took long hikes and baked sticky chocolate pudding. I met new people and listened to their life stories. I sat overlooking the sea and had my first Shanty. I started each morning with a cup of black tea with milk followed by many more as the hours went along. I read Agatha Christie novels on the trains to and from London and curled up on the beach, watching waves and drinking Heinz tomato soup from a thermos. I rode scooters with the local kids and walked to the small village shop (a lot) to buy malted milk balls and local eggs and cheese. I went to outdoor concerts and danced at sunset and rode bumper cars at the local town festival. I learned the proper way to throw a rugby ball and watched my first match with a crowd of Lions fans. I did yoga in a quiet orchard and settled in with a pile of blankets and bottle of wine to watch dusk turn to dark and greet the first star in night sky, followed by hundreds and then thousands of its twinkling friends.
The last time I had lain for hours watching stars in the night sky was in a grassy field in the middle of Guinea, West Africa.

I was 17.

Life happens.

Those things fall by the wayside.

And that’s somewhat regrettable.

 

I’m home now, embracing again the glorious routine of my life. This girl that ran to find retreat in the hills of Southern England is realizing that neglecting the practice of self-nourishment nearly capsized her ship.

I meet hundreds of you at conferences and events and know that I am not alone in this. In the summer issue I challenged you to make time for those things in life that you love. I took my own words to heart, because our goal in life and business should be to thrive, not just survive.

You may not be able to retreat to Somerset this year, but take heart. Your “England” can happen anywhere. I’m finding that a two-hour solo trip to the art museum on a Saturday afternoon or a drive to the grocery store with a slight detour down the bookstore magazine aisle has nearly as much impact as that stroll around Hyde Park did….nearly.

Megan

Q&A with Diane Cu

Words by Megan Smith
Photography by Diane Cu

Biggest fear as a businesswoman?

Speaking up for myself without hurting anyone’s feelings when I say “no.”
I often have to make important decisions every hour (sometimes it feels like every minute) of the day and I can’t always say “yes.” Ultimately, I’ll have to turn down an opportunity or turn down something I’d love to work on because I know that it’s not necessarily going to be in my best interest or because I just don’t have the time.
I don’t have issues with saying no, but sometimes the hardest part for me is explaining why, so that there’s no misunderstanding. I always want those folks to know that just because I respond with “no,” it doesn’t mean that I’m a bad person or that we can’t be friends.

Biggest sense of accomplishment as a businesswoman?

My biggest sense of accomplishment in business is making time to live a normal life.
It has always been very important to me to be able to put all my work aside at the end of the day and spend quality time with Todd, my family and dear friends. For many years in my early career, I was so driven and focused on growing my business, expanding my client base and leveraging more opportunities that I forgot how lovely it was to just have a sane home life.

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Soda Pop PR: Dyan Dolfi-Offutt

Words by Danielle Adkins
Photography by Chelsea Brewer

“My first job out of college was very ‘Office Space-esque’ and not fulfilling on any level. I was 22, living in Columbus, Ohio and watching all my friends start their careers, living what seemed to be relatively happy lifestyles.” As an only child and growing up in Pennsylvania, Dyan Dolfi-Offutt dreamt of becoming an actress. That dream followed her from her first play at age 13, through her teen years, into college, and beyond graduation before she finally took the leap, at 22, and made a cross-country trek to Hollywood. “I remember my dad and me loading up the car with my belongings and my cat, and we hit the road.” She never caught the big break, but what she did find was far greater: confidence. For her, confidence meant the ability to start fresh with a new dream that would set the trajectory for a fulfilling career.

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Do Gooding: A Look Through the Healing Glass

Words by Megan Smith

“glassybaby are useful in many ways. But their real use is lifting bad moods and loneliness. Their warm and colored light flickers like we do in everyday life. glassybaby serve as a metaphor to symbolize hope and are humble in spirit, but not in beauty. Whatever your mood, a glassybaby can keep your home inviting and full of spirit.”
MERICOS HECTOR RHODES

(Lee Rhodes’ 12 year old son)

Forgoing the power suit for a pair of dark jeans, white T-shirt and black blazer, Lee Rhodes walks up to the podium of the convention center ballroom and stands in front of a sea of executive women to speak. She sets her notes down in front of her, looks up, brimming a huge smile and bright red lips, and begins with a simple yet cheery “Hello” to the crowd below. She has not come to share her story of surviving cancer three times, although she has. And she hasn’t come to tell the story of her growing multimillion dollar company, although she has that, too. Lee Rhodes has come to cast vision to a captivated audience. When she speaks, it’s with the swiftness and passion of a woman confident in the decisions she has made and the message she is delivering. She is, without a doubt, a woman on a mission.

The mission?  To offer healing to cancer patients one glassybaby at a time.

In 1998, with three small children underfoot, Lee was battling a rare form of lung cancer for the third time. Hoping to distract her husband’s worries, she signed him up for a glassblowing class near their home in Seattle, Washington. Blowing glass bubbles and opening them to create a vessel is considered glassblowing 101. Week after week these odd shaped, colorfully hued glass cups began arriving home and accumulating on the kitchen counter. One night at dinner Lee dropped a tea light into the opening and struck a match to the candle’s wick. The room went quiet. Pin drop kind of quiet.

The lighting of the candle had instantly transformed the ambience of the room. The kitchen’s walls and table underneath instantly filled with the warmth of the soft hue encircling the candle’s flame. In that moment, Lee’s healing began. In that moment, the hope of a family began to rise; beauty had won the battle over the ugliness of terminal illness. In that moment, Lee’s life was set on a trajectory she never could have dreamed possible. In that moment, glassybaby was born.

Throughout the next five years, glassybaby grew into a full-fledged business and beyond the production capacity of her husband’s weekly glassblowing class. Lee, who was declared cancer-free in 2001, devoted her days to delivering raw materials to glassblowing shops around the area where 12 artisans were commissioned to handcraft glassybaby’s signature design. She would retrace her steps, pick up the finished designs, drive them home and unload them into her garage where she’d sell them to neighbors, friends and burgeoning glassybaby devotees. For Lee, this business endeavor, her first, wasn’t full of fear or self-doubt because for her it just made sense. “These magical beacons speak to the emotion in everyone, especially those in the chemo room. I wanted to create a business that builds community and gives hope, and glassybaby does that.” The business’ early financial success gave Lee the means to not only gift glassybabys to those braving cancer but the opportunity to begin donating to organizations that provide often forgotten cancer support. “We are always looking to give to new charities helping cancer patients around the country. We like charities that help with the costs that are not covered by health insurance but as essential for the healing process, like groceries, bus fare, childcare and electric bills.”

As with creating any delicately handcrafted item, glassybaby’s vessels, which have been made in over 400 colors, are labor intensive, requiring the work of four glassblowers and 24 hours to create. Each glassybaby is comprised of three layers of glass, with the rich hue, a condensed colored glass imported from Europe, being sandwiched between two clear casings. The thick bottom is also clear, allowing light to radiate through to the surface below. They are designed with sturdiness and timelessness to be passed down through generations. “You can feel the beautiful color and the weight of truly handmade American craft in each one. I had a visceral reaction to lighting that first one and I still get that same feeling to this day,” Lee shares. The company stands behind its sizable $44 price point. “I couldn’t sell a candle votive at our price without the vision and charity behind it,” says Lee. “But our customers feel great knowing over $4 of that purchase goes straight to a cancer patient in need.” Because glassybaby donates 10% from sales, not profit (even when the company lost money in its early days), the devotion to the benevolent mission never wavered.  “Our customers love not only the beauty of a glassybaby, but each purchase is often attached to a person, a memory, a milestone or a cause. Purchasing a glassybaby is a very personal experience.”

Without a doubt, they have a powerful impact and in 2005 its beauty, meaning, mission and functionality turned the head of its first titan of industry, a media mogul that would put glassybaby on the map worldwide. After receiving one as a birthday gift, Martha Stewart was smitten and came calling. On the first episode of The Martha Stewart Show, Lee Rhodes was invited as one of Martha’s guests. “Martha’s favorite color, bedford brown, is named after the foundation we give back to that helps seniors. She liked the color so much that she was planning to paint her living room the same hue.”

After the exposure that segment drew, glassybaby was full steam ahead in terms of both growth and charitable giving. The company’s growth allowed expansion into a new, larger location. Despite the unanticipated surge in sales and growth, Lee was (and is) determined to employ locally and handcraft in America. The following year, glassybaby’s second media mogul reached out and Amazon’s founder Jeffrey Bezos became glassybaby’s first investor. “Jeff had visited our shop and asked his personal investment advisor to reach out to us about buying part of the company. Originally, I didn’t return the calls, but eventually we met. He drove to the studio and we had an hour and a half meeting. He asked to buy 20% and I agreed. Jeff is very hands-off and allows me to continue giving a lot of money to charities. He believes that glassybaby will eventually be a hundred million dollar a year company that competes with the flower industry.”

When asked if she thinks she was born with an entrepreneurial spirit, Lee admits that she actually doesn’t consider herself much of a businesswoman at all. “I was content being a stay-at-home mom. I really wasn’t looking for fulfillment in any other way. But when I lit that first glass votive, I immediately became driven with a vision.” And Lee undoubtedly is a visionary. When she speaks, it is with a level of depth, passion and devotion that eludes most CEOs. “Glassybaby isn’t about me. If it was, I would have a ton of self-doubt and fear. But since it’s not, I can operate the business with joy.” Her tightly bonded glassybaby team shares this same passion and attitude. “At first I tried to do much of it on my own, but it was traumatic. Once I did start hiring people, I brought on people that were opposite of my personality because I thought that’s what would be best to fill the needs we had. But what I found over time is actually that hiring people similar to me works best. It really makes all the difference having a great team.” And glassybaby’s team nowadays is extensive. With over 70 glassblowers now creating 500 hand blown “vessels of hope” a day, essential components like strategy, production and development are being met and allowing glassybaby to forge ahead into new markets at a rapid pace. “glassybaby has grown as much as 50 percent a year since 2009. Last year the company grew about 30 percent.  Every single business expert told me that this company and business model would not work, yet we continue to grow and give back to charities.”

Because Lee has the gift of both perspective and gratification, even talking about the growing pains of business has a level of whimsy and ease, “We’re still in grade school and, believe me, we forget our lunch box all the time.”

Diagnosed cancer-free in 2001, Lee, who recently climbed Mount Kilimanjaro, lives life to the fullest. She operates her company from her soul, not from textbook knowledge or a business degree. “I don’t have my MBA and I’m not gifted at business and I can’t change that. But I get to live behind a brand of an experience I had once.” That experience is what she gives to thousands each day, because at the end of the day, glassybaby unites.  It connects the homemaking media tycoon to a woman in Nebraska with breast cancer who is clinging to her last days. It connects the founder of the world’s largest online retailer to a young child playing video games from his room at Children’s Hospital. It connects sisters, mothers, fathers, co-workers and friends at the truest essence of who we are as a human race. It speaks to each one of us and reminds us to live each moment in the moment, with beauty, light, warmth and hope for the future.

Lee, who found hope in the midst of tragedy in the most unlikely of objects, never could have imagined her moment of clarity and purpose in life would provide over one million dollars to cancer patients worldwide. But it has. “I don’t think about the Lamborghini or the vacation home in the islands. That’s not what drives me. We still have a lot more to do and a lot more to give. This is why glassybaby exists.”

Learn more:

www.glassybaby.com

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Helen Turner: Pitmaster of Her Domain

Words by Theresa Stanley
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

Helen Turner is living a classic love story of fairytale proportions.  Boy sees girl, girl marries boy, they raise a family, she creates a highly praised business with gender-bending professional accolades and they live happily ever after.  One must not judge this book by its cover. Because through the thick soot of the smokehouse, the tall stacks of freshly chopped firewood out back, the basic kitchen set-up and the humble dining area, Helen Turner truly has it all.

Six days a week, 52 weeks a year, before daylight breaks, Reginald Turner, Helen’s husband of three decades, pulls into the parking lot of an unassuming baby blue vinyl-sided building on the outskirts of downtown Brownsville, Tennessee and builds a fire in the smokehouse of his wife’s restaurant, Helen’s BBQ, as he has done each morning for 17 years. “Helen is the gift in my life.” Reginald beams when talking about Helen, his broad frame tempered with a gentle voice and warm smile. The pride, love and adoration he has for her is something Hallmark cards are written about. He might have been won over by Helen’s beauty, but, for Helen, it was Reginald’s gospel and jazz melodies that made her melt. To this day, he serenades her often and continues to ‘light her fire’ both literally and figuratively, they playfully say. On this particular day his soulful, resonate voice fills Helen’s tiny kitchen with “Amazing Grace” as she works quietly, preparing pounds of coleslaw, potato salad, barbeque sauce and meat for the flurry of business ahead.

“Can’t no woman cook a BBQ” is Helen’s favorite myth to bust. In fact, she has accomplished that several times over and is seen as the finest pitmaster in the South, not just by her adoring husband but by a nation of barbeque fans. Those lucky enough to pass through Brownsville and grab a meal at Miss Helen’s quickly learn that the secret to this award-winning Memphis style BBQ is actually Helen Turner herself, who was initially hired by Dewitt Foster in the mid ‘90s to make sauce for his barbeque stand and serve the customers. By 1996, Mr. Foster was ready to retire and handed the keys of the restaurant to Helen, without either of them knowing that he was giving her the key to open more doors of opportunity than anyone could have imagined was possible in this pastoral Tennessee town. 

At first, encouragement and support in the community came from unlikely patrons. Folks who should have been supporters were naysayers. The unlikeliest customers became fans and supporters. As business prevailed, the naysayers returned and Miss Helen welcomed them with open arms to her table. Every sandwich and BBQ plate that passes through the ordering window is made by Helen. Customers will have it no other way. Each is particular to the way she pulls, chops, and wraps their sandwich, many of whom come daily.

Helen credits much of her success to simply following her instincts. She has confidence in her skills and knows what she wants to take on in terms of growth. There have been offers over the years. Many offers. Offers to partner, to expand, to franchise and to grow. But Helen turned down each one. She’s a self-described independent business owner and her system is perfect for her life, for her family, for her town and now for the country. In 2012, Helen’s BBQ made Southern Living’s “Smokin’ Hot List” as well as a coronation at the prestigious Charleston Food & Wine Festival. Last year also brought with it a documentary about Ms. Helen by Joe York for the Southern Foodways Alliance titled “Pride & Joy.” And this year she will be awarded “King of Pig” award, although the title, this year, will be deemed “Queen of Pig.” Very apropos for a pitmaster who is now myth-busting on the grandest scale.

Secret to her sauce? Never. Secrets to success? That’s easier to come by from this wise and honest, hardworking woman. “I came from raising a family into a business I did not think I would be doing.  You don’t have to have a college degree. You can do anything you want to do.  You just have to have the mind, the heart and patience. There’s nothing you can’t do when you put your mind to it.” These moments of candidness, along with the mouthwatering comfort food, are what bring patrons through her door and keep them waiting in long lines year after year.

The town motto, “It’s a good place to live,” resonates with Helen, who has, over the years, inadvertently established her restaurant as a community treasure. “I treat this place just like home. I look forward to coming in every morning and I treat my customers like family.”

Just recently, Reginald and Helen hosted a large dinner for their most loyal customers. No detail or southern delicacy was spared. That night, for the Turners, was a chance to walk down memory lane with those that have walked it with them. “We love this town and we love our lives here. If I had to do it all over again, I would rather it be just as it is right now.”  

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La Vie en Rose: Glenlivet Whisky Spring Cocktail

Recipe by Patricia Richards
Photography by Sarah Jane Sanders

1.5 oz. The Glenlivet 12 year Single Malt Scotch Whisky
0.5 oz. St. Germain Elderflower Liqueur
0.5 oz. Freshly Squeezed & Strained Lemon Juice
0.5 oz. Agave-Rose Syrup (*recipe below)
4 drops Peychaud’s Bitters

Method: Combine the above measured ingredients into a bar mixing glass. Fill a bar mixing tin 2/3 full of ice. Cap mixing glass over tin and shake well to chill. Strain cocktail into a pre-chilled coupe glass. Garnish with an organic red rose petal to float. Serve.

(*Agave-Rose Syrup Recipe: Combine 1 part Monin Rose Syrup to 2 parts light agave nectar. Stir well to combine. Syrup will keep for up to one month.)

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Marcus Samuelsson: Behind Every Good Man

Interview by Megan Smith
Photography by Michael Guenther

How do we do justice to describing a man whose fashion tastes are impeccable, whose swagger is more than noteworthy, who loves bringing his 5’11” model wife Maya along on casual interviews as well as swanky soirées, and who more than  knows his way around a kitchen? All we know is, Marcus Samuelsson is certainly swoon-worthy in our book. To boot, this Ethiopian-born, Swedish-raised, James Beard Foundation honoree, Food Network chef truly believes that women are tougher than men. (His words, not ours [swoon]). Keep reading and you’ll see why Maya is such a lucky gal…

You wrote an incredible piece for the Huffington Post about your life as an adopted child and it’s evident how important the role of family is in your life. What attributes have the women in your life’s journey possessed that helped shape and mold who you are today?

All the important women in my life have showed me what love means–in their own way. My Ethiopian mother sacrificed her own life so that my sister and I could live our own; my Swedish mother loved me fiercely as if she had given birth to me herself; my Swedish grandmother showed her love by teaching me how to cook; and my wife teaches me to be patient and kind through her utmost grace and inner beauty.

Your career journey has been anything but easy over the years, including dozens of restaurant rejections early on. Where is your inner strength and tenacity to push forward and dream big drawn from?

I think it’s my commitment to doing what I love. At an early age I was intensely committed to becoming a soccer player, but was rejected from going pro. After soccer, my next great love was cooking and chasing flavors and it has served me well ever since. But I don’t take any of it for granted. I’ve had high highs and low lows, but staying committed to food has always made me the happiest, and this is what I want to do for the rest of my life.

You obviously have huge vision for your life and career and have found great success in recent years. Are you one to map out your goals and dreams and make things happen or do you allow things to evolve in their own time and step through doors as they open?

It’s a mix of both. Sometimes you’re in the right place at the right time, but, for me, I usually envision something I want to do and take my time to curate that idea. “Yes, Chef” was five years in the making and you could say the opening of Red Rooster was something I wanted to do for ten years.

What was the tipping point in your career? Was there a specific moment that catapulted you from chef status to celebrity chef status? Were you ready?

I don’t like to say what was the tipping point…who knows what else the future holds? But it was being awarded three stars from the New York Times that put my name on the culinary map. I’ve been trying to do better ever since…but don’t we all aspire to do better day by day?

This is a question from one of our readers: “You work with many chefs, restaurant staff and colleagues~ many of whom are women. What is the best approach you have found to not only working with women but giving critical feedback when needed?”

It’s ironic that there are many more men presiding over the most famous kitchens, but cooking has traditionally been a feminine role. I have such high regard to the great female chefs I’ve encountered–April Bloomfield, Gabrielle Hamilton, of course Julia Child–and women are actually tougher than men. Men will want to make a bigger fire and show you their sharpest knives, but women are more resilient and fierce in the kitchen. I’ve found that I can actually be more blunt and direct with women because they know what you need, and I admire that in my female staff.

What synergy do you find most rewarding between men and women collaborating in the workplace?

Our corporate team at the Marcus Samuelsson Group is pretty much split down the middle between men and women. I love to see them working hard on a project or sharing a beer after work. We have a good team who are there for the same cause and that is the most rewarding thing. You can say we have quite a mixed bag of talent, age and diversity, but we all have a great time. In the kitchen, the numbers between men and women are split, too–some of my toughest staff includes my pastry chef, Deborah Racicot–and seeing the staff come together night after night is a sight of beauty for me.

Have there been any female mentors or colleagues who provided important insight or support during your career? If so, what wisdom did they provide that was especially significant?

How can I not mention my mentors in all fields who have opened up such worlds to me? The great Leah Chase who just celebrated her 90th birthday is my culinary mentor, and the incomparable Thelma Golden, director of The Studio Museum in Harlem, are just some of my fairy godmothers. Then, of course, there are my two mothers and grandmother who showed me how to be a man in the family and in the kitchen. They have all taught me to be humble and always stay curious.

You’re definitely one of the most stylish chefs out there. Who or what inspires your look?

David Bowie, Marvin Gaye, Lana Turner, and all the Harlem Dandies who come into our restaurant. I am inspired by not just people in the fashion world but anyone who can hold their own style. And I’m not talking about flashy logos and shiny shoes. I just came back from Barcelona and I love how everybody there had their own sense of fashion. It didn’t matter if they were on their way to a fancy dinner or on their way to the market–they were well-groomed, yet nonchalant about how they carried themselves.

Let’s end with a couple of foodie questions, shall we? Guilty pleasure food?

I love a great hamburger.

What meal do you most enjoy making for your stunningly beautiful wife, Gate Maya Haile?

I love making doro wat with her, a traditional Ethiopian chicken stew that takes hours to make, but it’s very methodical and, in a way, spiritual. Nothing beats sitting down with her at our kitchen table and cracking open an ice cold Meta (Ethiopian beer) to wash it all down.

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Following the Paper Trail: Rifle Paper Co.

Words by Freedom Martinez

Artwork from the brushstrokes of Anna Bond is hard to miss these days. Her name might not ring a bell, but the bold, colorful, whimsical designs that have become her trademark are unforgettable.

You might think you are walking into a mini Anthropologie when entering the little shop of Rifle Paper Co. And you’d almost be right. Timeless creations from this Winter Park, Florida design studio stock the shelves of Anthropologie stores around the country. Their cards and calendars, notepads and invitations can be found in over 2,000 locations worldwide–from boho boutiques to Land Of Nod catalogues.

Rifle Paper Co. officially started just three short years ago. With a portfolio bulging with concert posters for her husband’s band, Anna designed a winsome wedding invitation for a good friend and, as they say, the rest is history. One wedding invite led to another, which led to another, and just like that, Anna’s art became a business. Her love of stationery combined with her background in design and illustration was just the outlet she had been looking for.

In a brand new, made-to-look-old loft style building in historic Winter Park, Florida, there are no signs of “starving artist.” But, indeed, Anna says there were those days in the beginning. “I definitely see purpose in those early times though,” she shares. Those rice and bean days were, for her, an opportunity to build a solid foundation of what would eventually become Rifle Paper Co., to discover who she truly was as an artist and to develop Rifle’s signature style.

Inspired by music poster artists, she looked to the business savvy of such heavy hitters in the art/design world as Kate and Andy Spade, Andy Warhol, and Martha Stewart in taking her art beyond the traditional. “They’re people who were artists and entrepreneurs and visionaries. That is what I was aspiring to.”

Although the ride has been like a roller coaster paired with a good dose of elbow grease, Anna says, without a doubt, launching Rifle Paper Co. has been the best years of her young life. She credits the huge success to a healthy collaboration with her business partner, husband Nathan. “So much of this process has been figuring it out as I go and working with Nathan to solve problems and brainstorm ideas. He started working with me when we launched Rifle and he’s been the one who has made sure we’re making the right business decisions, making sure we are running things within our means, and so on. We’ve made a great team throughout this process.”

Navigating the waters of the hugely competitive market for art/stationery sales was not easy, and at times they were flying blind. While some artists hire agents to get their work noticed, Anna relied heavily upon the people in her life that influenced her. “Whether it was a press feature or someone saying something kind on a blog, that’s what gave me motivation to keep going.” And that perseverance has certainly been awarded, with her stationery being featured in such noted magazines as Martha Stewart Living, Southern Living, InStyle, People, Lucky and Real Simple Weddings.

Rifle’s popularity isn’t mystifying. In fact, it’s easy to love the bright ‘50’s kickback styles that this design house pumps out. Anna’s goal is that her creations will resonate with people. “I try to create designs and products that I would personally love and use. But I also have to think about what other people want, and try to make sure I am creating designs that will connect and sell. It is a business, but it all starts from something very personal to me.”

Of inspiration, she says it is an organic process, unplanned and free-flowing. “The best ideas often come when I least expect them.” And since Anna and Nathan love to travel, inspiration is plentiful and has contributed to many of Rifle’s current products, including their popular 2013 CITIES wall calendar depicting cityscapes from Sydney to Paris.

Since Nathan handles most aspects of the business, Anna is free to focus on the creative direction of the company, which often spills over into the workplace. Nurturing a fun work environment is a top priority for Anna, who knows that happy employees make for better production and better products. Their recent Holiday Party looked like something out of a Pinterest folder labeled “dream party.” Decorated in beautiful Rifle style, the outdoor courtyard of a local museum became the perfect venue. The festivities included an arm-wrestling competition, while a mariachi band added a touch of spice to an already fun, quirky evening.

When asked what advice she would give someone trying to make it in this business, she says, “Being original…is key. I also think it takes a lot of work and determination. There were many times I thought about giving up….Making that decision to push through difficulties is not always easy, but definitely vital to becoming successful.”
Favorite cake: simple chocolate, with vanilla buttercream icing.
Favorite way to drink whiskey: in simple but lovely cocktail~ Domain de Canton (ginger liqueur), and lemon juice. A little sweet and tangy with a powerful punch.

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Shama Hyder: Buzz Maven

Words by Danielle Adkins
Photographer by Gilberto Vasquez

Just after finishing up Friday morning errands, Shama Hyder (Kabani) sat down to speak about the success of her company, her continual influx of speaking gigs, her recent book, Shama TV, and a few of the other endeavors this busy gal is pursuing. As the CEO of The Marketing Zen Group, an online marketing service, it was only fitting that the interview was done via Skype. She didn’t know it yet, but she had agreed to open up about her childhood, her beginnings as an online marketing guru and her best travel tips, all while Snoopy, her fluffy white Maltipoo, sits on her lap.

Growing Up

As a “transplant to the U.S.” at the age of nine, Shama has a deep appreciation for her life in the United States. “To me, America was like the land of milk and honey and really exciting.” Her voice still gleaming with excitement, she speaks of the first time her fourth grade teacher took the class to the library. In her native India the libraries were reserved for university students and academics. She joyously remembers her confusion and excitement when that same fourth grade teacher allowed her to check out a book to take home. “There were certain things other kids took for granted, I just didn’t.”

Whether it was her Indian roots or the first time she checked out a book at the school library, her appreciation for learning never stopped. The strict schooling system in India based around memorization and principle gave way to a much different American way of learning. “Different principles were highlighted, like teamwork and creativity. I can still remember the first time we watched a movie in class and had fun; it was like school heaven.” She couldn’t have known at such a young age that her shift in learning and appreciation for creative thinking would help shape her into the now CEO of The Marketing Zen Group and one of Business Week’s Top 25 entrepreneurs under the age of 25. The Marketing Zen Group was also listed on the Empact100 list of the top 100 companies in the US to be run by entrepreneurs under the age of 30.

Shama has plenty to brag about, but her delightfully down-to-earth tone and friendly demeanor are not compromised by her accomplishments, which is something that makes chatting with her all the more enjoyable. She is the type of woman who knows what she wants and will work hard to get it, while still being the endearingly pleasant person you can meet with for drinks on Friday afternoon with no shortage of laughs.

Success

Shama attributes most of her company’s success to “right time, right place” in the social media market. Businesses were ready to reach customers through different avenues, but did not know how. Social media marketing is definitely a more thrifty way to market a business, but it must be done carefully and requires constant attention. Purchasing ad space and TV commercials is going the way of the dodo and social media marketing is taking over. And why wouldn’t it? A Super Bowl commercial can cost millions, but a clever ad in the social media world can cost next to nothing and has a much wider reach. Shama was able to understand social media and its importance early on when businesses were looking for new ways to reach customers.

“We did really well just after we got right out of the door because people were hungry for the information and even though companies at the corporate level didn’t quite get it yet, small businesses did. Small businesses were the first customers because they got it. They wanted to find different ways to attract business.”

As social media was taking over as an important form of marketing, the company grew quickly. With excitement in her voice, she talks about the huge outpouring of support The Marketing Zen Group received from the community. “For the longest time I felt my age was a weakness, and I was surprised to find that it was actually perceived as a strength.”

She formed The Marketing Zen Group in 2009 and since then the company has grown to include 30 employees who work with clients from the small business sector to Fortune 500 companies. Today, Shama and her “robust team” work with clients in the United States, Europe, Asia, and Central and South Americas. Shama is also the author of the bestselling book “The Zen of Social Marketing,” which is in its third edition. Currently, she is working on Shama TV, an online television show with topics ranging from Google+ to an interview with the rapper 50 Cent. When she’s not working on one of those endeavors, she is jet-setting around the world to speak on various issues from social media to business. Yes, she is, indeed, a modern day superwoman.

Shama is a wealth of information on a wide range of subjects. Listening to her speak about new marketing, even as someone who knows a bit on the subject, is overwhelmingly exciting. As the conversation wraps up and morning turns to afternoon, Shama leaves with a few tips for gals on the go. Pack light, “bring only a carry-on if you are going for less than a week.” Choose one airline and stick to it, “you really can build up good points.” Last, but not least, “always pack fuzzy pink socks,” because you never know when your feet will be cold.

Favorites

Spare Time Activity: reading
Cake: German chocolate
Travel Destination: Dubai, great food and great shopping

 

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Sigrid Olsen: Paradise Found

Words by Janet Holloway
Photography by Andrea Hillebrand

How is it that nearly every woman I meet who’s over 50, or even 40, is worrying about what’s next? It’s as if women are hitting a halfway mark on the time continuum or perhaps they’re discovering that the boomer bottom is staring them in the face. All those dreams. All those aspirations. Given today’s economy, it’s no surprise that some may be facing the loss of a job, a career, a home or worse. Women also report that they’re simply worn out from the daily grind, from more of the same, with no hope for change in the near future. Asking “what’s next?” may be their first step in making a crucial life change. Maybe it’s time to revisit those dreams and aspirations and redesign or repurpose your life around them.

Massachusetts fashion designer Sigrid Olsen had no choice about the change in her life. For more than twenty years, Olsen had filled a market niche for baby-boomer women who wanted to look bold and funky at the same time. “People came out of the dressing room with a smile on their face, saying my clothes made them happy,” she says. Her clothing designs were bright and colorful, well-made and comfortable. A woman of any size would look good in them. Under her trade name, Segrets, the business grew to $30 million in sales—a far cry from where she started in the 1980s imprinting colorful pot holders with her unique designs from nature. The company’s growth caught the eye of fashion giant Liz Claiborne.

“I was so happy that someone like Liz Claiborne, Inc. recognized what I was doing and offered to buy the business,” Olsen says. “My love has always been design, not running a multimillion dollar business.” Liz Claiborne’s offer of 10% ownership to Olsen, along with the title of creative director, sounded good at the time. Life was fast and fascinating at Liz Claiborne. Olsen had apartments in New York City and Boston, travelled to Los Angeles and Paris for trade shows and arranged photo shoots around the world.

“By that time, my kids had graduated, my husband was working in the fashion business, and I could devote myself full-time to expanding the clothing line,” she says. She took only one month off after breast cancer surgery in 2005 and then moved back into the fast lane. In 2007, with fears of an economic downturn on the horizon, Liz Claiborne began to cut back and streamline their brands. Segrets had been one of the conglomerate’s top 40 brands, but corporate directors felt they had overextended themselves. In 2008 the economy imploded, and, almost overnight, Liz Claiborne closed all fifty-four Segrets boutiques. Olsen lost her business, her brand and even the rights to her name.

“I had two choices then,” she tells me. “Either sit down on the couch, stuff myself with Haagen-Dazs and wallow in my disappointment—which I did for a while–or get up and start over again.” Wisely, she chose not to be a victim but moved ahead by asking “what’s next?”

“I realized that even though my fashion line had been wiped out, no one owned my talent. I began to consider what I could do to make the next two decades have meaning and purpose.” Now in her 50s, Olsen began to develop a vision of bringing together all the projects and experiences she loved: her art, running a small business, working with women, health and wellness. She returned to her art studio in Gloucester, Massachusetts, sold the big house she shared with her husband, and moved into the small room in back of the studio. It was a space where she could recharge her batteries.

More than five years later, Olsen has opened a second art studio in Sarasota, Florida, where she lives and works in winter. She’s written a book of recipes that includes her art work and anecdotes about how she bounced back from the loss of her company. With her step-sister and daughter, she has created inspirational yoga retreats for women in such places as Mexico, the Caribbean and Provence. Inspiration Retreats, Olsen says, “help women become attuned to their ‘inner artist’.” She acknowledges that the retreats are part of her own transformation, her need to refocus and be inspired. “We’re all in the process of reinventing ourselves.”

There’s a lilt, even a bit of laughter, in her voice that wasn’t there when I first interviewed Olsen five years ago. Today, she describes herself as an artist entrepreneur. “Both create something out of nothing; they figure things out along the way, seeing themselves as somewhat outside the mainstream. Both display enormous confidence in themselves, a commitment to hard work and perseverance in order to make their dream a reality.”

“You go on,” she tells me. “No matter what obstacles you have, you keep at it. You create a vision for your life and you keep working and trying new things. You just keep going on.”

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Whitney Rockley: Living the Dream as a Canadian Venture Capitalist

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Words by Cheryl Arkison
Photography by Lora Vertue

When most people say that they are living the dream, they usually mean a big house by the ocean and time to do all their dream hobbies like surfing, gardening, or lunching in fine restaurants. For Whitney Rockley it means owning her own business.

As a kid, she only ever wanted to create and own her own business. Her career after school started in environmental policy work, hardly the stuff of entrepreneurship. A swing through San Francisco brought her into the starched shirts of the venture capital world. A world she embraced. Stints in Calgary, London, Zurich, and now in Toronto sealed her place in this world. Despite years of backing businesses and seeing entrepreneurs both thrive and wither, she never lost sight of that childhood dream. “Venture capitalists don’t know what it is like to be an entrepreneur. Most don’t know what it is like to sit in the trenches and go right to the edge to put everything on the line.” Whitney describes her traditional, professional world full of calculated risk. But that is hardly the world for someone who wants to own their own business, is it?

Anticipating a major shake-up in her industry 18 months ago, Whitney and a colleague spent some time analyzing and dreaming. They asked themselves what they were seeing that is so big it isn’t going to go off trend and where they expected a phenomenal acceleration of technology. The answer, to them, lay in making existing infrastructure of big industry ‘smarter’, particularly as it works for the water, power, oil and gas, transportation, and building efficiency sectors. These sectors are where she and her business partner had success in the past. So they locked arms, took a deep breath, and started McRock Capital in March 2012. Now they are entrepreneurs as well as venture capitalists. And nothing could make Whitney happier.
“Personally, it is the most amazing – full-stop – thing I’ve ever done. I expected to be exhausted, but it is the opposite. Your energy comes from this place that is so real.”

This is despite the risk it takes to live her dream. Whitney and her business partner are financing themselves as they seek to back success. The vast majority of venture capital funds are established firms with backing from financial institutions, corporations, or high net worth family offices. It is rare to see start-up venture capitalists, even more rare for a woman to be leading it and for that firm to be started in Canada. “It takes a lot of courage to start a fund. It’s binary – you either raise a fund or you don’t. We did it because we are passionate about what we are doing and want to build the most successful venture fund in the world. We think it is contagious when you love what you do and are good at it. Investors will back us because we have a successful track record, a compelling investment strategy and are respected in the industry.”

 Thankfully, both Whitney and her business partner have strong family support for such a risky adventure. Whitney has been married for 15 years. She and her husband have two children, ages 10 and 11. The family has moved with her for her career and they back her now as she takes on this challenge.“There is a lot of holding breath, but also unwavering support,” says Whitney. She adds that her kids are old enough to understand what she is doing and the sacrifices it takes. She believes in showing them it is okay to take risks. “As long as the family unit is strong we can go through anything.”

 It might be the Tae Kwon Do she practices with her daughter, or it might be her sense of humor, but Whitney manages to keep a level head about this new venture.

With Whitney and her business partner financing their firm, as well as investing themselves and gathering outside investors, they are essentially paying twice for every investment. It is a harsh way to run things, but important to them as they run the firm their way. Whitney describes it as “personal funding by two passionate people.” The entrepreneurs get it, but they have to walk the investors through the model. Entrepreneurs also get the injection of personality McRock Capital put into their business. They are the firm, they are the brand. It made perfect sense to Whitney and her business partner to make their brand an honest reflection of themselves as individuals. On their website they’ve got videos tracking their journey – finding an office, the perils of business travel, fundraising efforts, and even homage to one of their biggest supporters. It is this humor, this personal side that sets them apart from the other venture capital firms. And it appeals to the entrepreneurs. They get the risks and the shot of personality. Entrepreneurs are used to selling themselves; McRock Capital is no different. Like all entrepreneurs, she has commitment and the right attitude. “My mantra is Positivity. Try to be eternally positive. Dispel negativity. Tell yourself you are doing it and it will happen. And be grateful for what you have.”

 Gratitude and the positivity are what make living the dream possible. Sure, there is hard work and boundless energy, but knowing what it takes to get where you are and having the right attitude to stay there make the dream a reality. “Make no mistake, we are still in the trenches. But 2013 is our year. We will get it off the ground. It’s been mental, but we are so excited.” When I asked venture capitalist and entrepreneur Whitney what her superpower would be if she had one, she asked for boundless energy, relentlessness. “Where nothing can take you down.”This, coming from a woman taking on a new business model in the venture capital world. From a woman with two kids and a burgeoning Tae Kwon Do habit. From a woman already living her dream.

 

Whitney’s Word Play

Sunshine – Beautiful
Cliff – Jump
Balance – Hard
Rejection – Tough
Purse – Don’t Care
Twitter – Effective
Perfection – Ugly
Fun – Yay!
Growth – Life
Speed – Inevitable
Cake – Yummy
Money – Outcome
Mentor
– Grateful
Whiskey – Armchair
Darts – Bull’s-eye
Risk – Living
Friends – Precious
Peace – The Ultimate End Goal
Advice – Welcome
Sleep – Not Enough
Dream – Big

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Browned Butter Vanilla Cake with Caramel Buttercream

Recipe and Photography by Anita Chu

Don’t let the simple appearance of this cake deceive you. I decided to take a basic vanilla cake and use one of my favorite techniques, browning butter, to oomph up the flavor. Browning will turn the simple taste of butter into a fabulous melange of caramel, nutty, and butterscotch, adding a lovely complexity to whatever you add it to. It also gives the cake a delicate creamy yellow color. The cake is then layered with a rich chocolate ganache and an innocuously pale buttercream, with a sweet golden taste of caramel. It all makes for a richly sweet cake to welcome spring.

Browned Butter Cake

makes (2) 9-inch round layers

12 ounces unsalted butter
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 large eggs plus 4 large egg yolks, room temperature
1 teaspoon vanilla bean paste
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/4 cups whole milk, room temperature

To make the cake: Cut butter into 1-inch pieces and place in a medium saucepan. Cook on medium-high heat until the butter begins to turn brown and smell nutty. Swirl the pan so the butter cooks evenly.
When butter is rich brown (you can leave it lighter for a more subtle flavor, but don’t let it get too dark and burn), remove from heat. Place melted butter in a container and refrigerate for an hour until butter has resolidified.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Butter and flour two 9-inch round pans.
Place solid browned butter in a stand mixer. Beat on medium until it softens and becomes creamy.
Add sugar and beat until it goes from dry and clumpy to fluffy and smooth. It may take a few minutes.
Add in eggs and egg yolks one at a time, beating between each addition, until fully incorporated. Add in the vanilla bean paste and mix until combined.
Combine flour, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl.
With mixer set on slow, add in flour mixture and milk in 5 additions, starting and ending with the flour. Beat just until incorporated.
Divide batter between the two pans and bake for 30-35 minutes, until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
Remove and place on wire racks. Run a knife around the edges for easier removal. Let cool for about 20 minutes and then invert pans to remove cakes. Let them finish cooling before decorating.

Whipped Chocolate Ganache

8 ounces semisweet chocolate (around 70-75%), finely chopped
1/2 cup heavy cream

Place chocolate into a medium heatproof bowl.
Place cream in a medium saucepan and place over medium heat. Heat just until it comes to a simmer.
Pour cream over chocolate and let sit for a minute before stirring to combine. Stir until chocolate is fully melted and the mixture is smooth.
Pour into a container and chill in refrigerator for an hour until it is firm.
Place ganache in a stand mixer and whip with whisk attachment until it is light and fluffy. Do not overwhip or it will become dry and crumbly, just like overwhipped cream.

Caramel Buttercream

1 cup sugar
1/2 cup heavy cream

To make the caramel: Place sugar into a small saucepan and add enough water to give it the texture of wet sand.
Cook sugar on low heat until it has dissolved.
Raise heat to high and let cook until it turns golden. Do not leave it unattended – it can burn very quickly.
Meanwhile, place cream in glass measuring cup and microwave for about 30 seconds just until the cream is warm. Or, you can heat it in another saucepan on the stove.
Once the sugar has turned golden brown, remove from heat. Pour in cream in a slow stream and whisk to incorporate. If any hard chunks of caramel form you can place over medium heat to melt.
Let caramel cool and thicken while you make the buttercream.

3/4 cup sugar
4 large egg whites
1 ½ cups unsalted butter, room temperature, cut into 1-inch pieces

Combine the sugar and egg whites in a medium metal bowl and place over a pan of simmering water.
Whisk the sugar mixture constantly over heat until the sugar is dissolved and the mixture looks smooth and shiny. Continue whisking until the mixture reaches 160 degrees F.
Remove mixture from heat and pour into a stand mixer bowl. Whisk on medium speed for about 5 minutes until the mixture has cooled.
Switch to the paddle attachment and with the speed on low, add the butter a few pieces at a time, beating until smooth. Do not add the butter too quickly or beat too quickly or the buttercream may break.
When all the butter has been added, beat the buttercream on medium-high speed for about 6-10 minutes until it is very thick and smooth. It may appear to separate briefly but continue beating and it should come back together.
Be sure the caramel is still liquid and flows thickly. If it has cooled too much and solidified, warm it up slightly on the stove. Add the caramel to the buttercream and beat to combine.
The buttercream is ready to be used. Place a piece of plastic wrap against the surface until you are ready to use it, to prevent it from drying out.

To assemble the cake: Level off cake layers if necessary. Place one cake layer on a cake board or cake decorating stand.

Spread the whipped chocolate ganache over the layer evenly. You can reserve about half a cup for decorating the top of the cake, if you want.
Place the second cake on top.
Spread a crumb coat of caramel buttercream over the top and sides of cake. Refrigerate for about an hour to let the frosting set.
Spread the rest of the caramel buttercream over the top and sides of cake with an offset spatula.

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Ms. Small Town USA: Minnesota Photographer

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Words by Pamela Sutton
Photography by Kelly Reed

“Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.”

– Annie Dillard, The Writing Life

Minnesota morning, my fingers wrap around my coffee mug as the low light dawns. The lakes freeze over and the land disappears beneath a slow, bright quilt of snow. My kids cheer. Frost patterns the panes that hold out this display of cold. I still feel trapped. The seasons shift slowly to thaw. The days turn to the longest of the year; verdant, flowing, the water moves again. I live confined where others vacation. But a summer sun rises and I rise with it.

I cannot change my circumstances but I can change my perspective.

Since childhood my camera has been cathartic. So I did what I knew. I began to use my camera to literally photograph the hell out of my life. Within the lens I rediscover that I can create beauty from the mundane. The ordinary becomes sacred art. And so, my photography business is born on the ashes left by my journey.

At the heart of Main Street, I meet with my clients in the warm coffee shop. Here, I am reminded of the tightly woven networks that naturally exist in small towns. There is a powerful common history here. Everyone knows each other or they are related. My friends have roots here. My competition has roots here. I am the outsider embarking on territory where I may or may not be received. However presumptuous, attempting to compete with other photographers has never been my ambition. I am reminded of Ayn Rand when she said that “a creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve not by the desire to beat another.” What I need is to create, to connect and to be part of something greater than myself.

Here is a story I can grow within: where business, community and friends meld. How can I learn to see the beauty here in the frozen nights? What can business teach me about catching the days amid dirty dishes and little faces? Madeleine L’Engle whispers in my ear that we do live, all of us, on many different levels.” I hear her. I believe her. But confined in my Circle of Quiet, it is hard to believe that “the world of imagination is more real than the world of the kitchen sink.” Still, some day’s success is simply enough money to help with groceries and clothing, to put my daughter through dance or to buy books or fishing lures for my boys. This is equally real.

Hands down the biggest challenge I have faced is not related to small town life. It is treating my business like a job instead of an obsession. It is finding balance between work and being mom to my kids. It is choosing between client deadlines and laundry, between social media promotion and “what’s for dinner, mom?”, between working late and rising early. Some days I spin while my kids run in circles and tug on my legs. But what will be important when I look back at this season? If I am so tired I cannot read “Little House on the Prairie,” what does it matter if my house fits in a magazine? If I do not slow down to smile as my children momentarily huddle together under a warm blanket, what does a business mean? For me, having a successful business is equally about spending time with my children and providing a home where they can know they are loved.

Working from the corner office in my home, it is difficult to separate business from family life. I am in the process of bringing to fruition the dream of a studio space by restoring a floor in a rare, historic building with wide open space, with wood floors and large windows for natural light, with a downtown Art District feel. There are days I have had to pinch myself at this opportunity! I believe art is a valuable tool that can help a community grow as it brings people together, further enriching it for everyone. I am eager to use this space not only for my business but to share with others who gravitate toward the arts. I would especially love to see young people use this space as a haven where they can come to freely foster their creativity.

I still miss the energy of the city and the transitions of travelling; Winnipeg, New Zealand and Mexico are memories. Winters feel punishingly long, dark and cold, but coffee tastes best on a cold morning. Good business in a small community is greater than myself. It is to know and love my neighbor, and build my community. It is the reason I get up every morning and the measure by which I determine success. Because Annie Dillard is right that “how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” I never intended to start a small photography business in a paper mill town on the border of Canada. I am slowly waking up to discover the art of contentment, no matter what my circumstances.

 

Issue 2 – Editor Letter

“Time management is budgeting time to increase productivity.”
wisegeek.org

Agreed.
I can see that.
But I’d actually like to challenge that school of thought.
Maybe even re-define it.
What if it was defined this way?

“Time management is budgeting time to decrease productivity.”

 The longer I live and the further I dive into this world of business, trying to gracefully juggle family time, networking events and social obligations, the more I discover that the practice of time management is absolutely essential. To increase play, not productivity.

I am often asked that age-old question, “How do you do it all?” I used to answer with a laundry list of ideas and solutions I use to augment my day, thinking I was truly being summoned to share my wisdom. I would share easy tips for my inquisitor to try, offering simple meal plans and strategies for maximizing a toddler’s afternoon naptime.

But now I answer it this way, “I don’t do it all. But everything I do in a day matters, and I let the rest go.” It’s true. Really. Some days an ice cream date with my boys is at the top of the list. Or standing in the kitchen kneading dough. Or funny banter with a friend on Facebook. Or adventuring out to a remote swinging bridge for a Sunday afternoon hike. Or sending dozens of emails to potential corporate partners. Or researching a future issue idea. Or balancing the checkbook.

Each, depending on the day, has its place. Has its time. Needs its place and time.

Few things are more relaxing or cathartic to me than baking. I yearn for time to sink my fingers into a bowl of cool flour, temper chocolate, proof yeast, roll out a perfect circular crust and pipe icing on a cake. For this issue, I volunteered myself for the job of making the cake recipe. Truth be told, I didn’t really have time for it. Or did I? Absolutely.

I’m so glad I did.

If you aren’t enjoying life now, when will you? If you aren’t managing your time to take in the sunset, walk your dog to the park, watch a Cubs game behind third base, scout out a Saturday auction, catch up on those seasons of Lost you never got around to…float lazily down a river in a canoe, when will you?

Megan

Trailblazer: Edith Flagg

Words by Kaelan Hollon
Imagery courtesy of Josh Flagg

I succumbed to the purchase, like the millions who came before me, the second I saw Edith Flagg’s sweet, small dress. In a pink that flamingos merely aspire to, it flirted hazily with memories of bygone stewardesses of the Pan Am era. A clean Peter Pan collar and clipped A-line shape sealed the deal; the Pepto-hued Crimplene© promised universal flattery, ease of care, a jaunty excursion into iron-free vintage clothing.  Edith Flagg had done it again.

The well-cut polyester shift dress remains an impeccable symbol of the feisty genius of Mrs. Flagg, a Romanian-born WWII survivor and Dutch Resistance fighter whose business savvy and work ethic paid by amassing a quiet fortune, thanks to her role as the first importer of polyester in the US.  When Flagg arrived in the US in 1948, the slight woman brought with her a husband and young son and but a scant few dollars in her pocket. After working her way through the design industry as a seamstress, the Flaggs quickly pooled a $2,000 investment and Edith began designing dresses locally in Los Angeles. Not long after she saw the investment potential of a material used mostly for British parachutes in WWII, she had transformed her small family-run storefront in downtown Los Angeles into an international design house with offices in New York, Chicago, Atlanta, Cleveland, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Dallas, Charlotte and London, and a factory in Hong Kong.

Early media coverage heralded Flagg’s keen eye for polyester fabric as a quasi-feminist fashion opportunity for women of the 1960s.  An affordable, iron-less, dirt-disguising, easy-care fabric meant ladylike shifts could be had by all, and sales. One of the first major media stories of Flagg’s fashion line, “Clotheshorse in the Jet Age,” in the Los Angeles Times, lauded Crimplene© as a “miracle fabric,” a veritable housewife’s assistant, whose easy upkeep and care provided more fashionable travel bags. The Times’ models flaunted across the page riding horses, leaping across ship decks and hanging adroitly from moving cars, a testament to their Crimplene’s mod new standards.

While her business acumen as an importer and designer won her fortune, it is Flagg’s rich history and feisty personality that won her legion fans. Born into a well-to-do family in Romania and educated in fashion design at a school in Vienna, Flagg left her schooling when the Nazis invaded Austria, to work on a Dutch farm. Presumed to be safe from the war, the German invasion of Holland surprised many and forced Flagg into hiding, where she joined the Dutch Underground. The nineteen-year-old spoke such fluent German (as well as six other languages) she capably survived the Holocaust by assuming the identity of a deceased woman and hiding in plain sight.

“My experiences in Holland did not change me as a human being. I was born the way I am today.… It was what it was, though, and I could not let it get me down,” Flagg explains to C&W of her experiences. “I just had to pick myself back up again.”

That tirelessness served her well. Once the war ended, Flagg made her way to New York City and later Los Angeles in 1948, working as a seamstress for 35 cents an hour, and carefully honing her business chops.

Flagg finagled her way into ever-higher salaries by working her way through every aspect of the garment industry. She moved from the seamstress position to costume designer, amid sundry other retail and design jobs, then headed to LA for work in the garment district where she hit her stride.  As only the most talented sharks know how, she kept her head on a swivel while moving up the industry ladder, all while squirreling away savings to start business on her own. By 1956, she was ready.

Flagg saw innovation before others did and pounced, thanks in part to her working knowledge of the nooks and crannies involved in business from the ground up.  Her knowledge of seven languages was a boon during European trade shows, and those connections combined with a keen eye served her well in honing the latest design technology into Middle American fantasy. She was better than smart; she was ingenious. Double-knit woolens, early pantsuits, the first polyester to hit the American streets; Edith Flagg perceived what American women needed before they needed it, and, in turn, the dead presidents just rolled in.

At 93, Flagg remains insouciantly feisty and incomparably confident. She explains her business savvy with impeccable self-assurance.  “You have to be in the right place at the right time,” Flagg told Cake & Whiskey. “Never think you are anything less than the best at your trade. [If] you believe in yourself, so will others.”

 

 

Issue 1 – Editor Letter

“Everything you want is on the other side of fear,” George Addair

Don’t you just love a good quote? Of my many favorites, that quote plays often in my mind.

Less than a year ago I set sail on a journey called CAKE&WHISKEY. The course? Unknown.

I had an idea, a roughly sketched map on paper, guidance from those who had gone before me, and, more importantly, tenacity that wouldn’t let me quit. But along with my sense of adventure and confidence in my ability to navigate the rough seas ahead, there was fear. Loads of it.

Speaking on a CEO panel as founder of a new business publication alongside executives from Microsoft and Goldman Sachs? Fear.

Reaching out to advertisers and sponsors, asking them to believe in the dream and vision of CAKE&WHISKEY long before it reached the public? Fear.

Maneuvering the streets of NYC for the first time, heading into meetings that could potentially launch CAKE&WHISKEY into the stratosphere? Fear.

Watching this first issue come together just as I had dreamed and presenting this “baby” to the world for the first time? Big time fear.

But that quote….that quote was my anchor when fear raised its ugly head. It held my perspective when my focus became too tunnel-visioned that I lost sight of the big picture. It was my voice of reason when I was drowning in doubt.

The truth is, CAKE&WHISKEY is an idea whose time has come and pressing through the doubt, the obstacles and the fear really is everything that I could have dreamed was possible and more.

The cover for our inaugural first issue isn’t just for kicks. As businesswomen, we are overcomers. Whether a venture capitalist in Toronto, a marketing guru in Texas, a pitmaster in Tennessee, a bow tie maker in North Carolina or a military doctor serving in Iraq, we must drown out the voices of self doubt and listen to that quiet inner voice reminding us we really can dream and achieve much more than the world says we can. Trust yourself. Believe in your dreams. Cast vision. Set sail.

And, go ahead, have that slice of cake and glass of whiskey~ there’s definitely fun to be had on the journey.