Journal
Three Disciplines, One Practice
Last night I lit a candle in my kitchen. Sandalwood. Cedar. A quiet thread of smoke. I poured a small glass of Pinot Noir. And before either of those —...
Three Disciplines, One Practice
Last night I lit a candle in my kitchen. Sandalwood. Cedar. A quiet thread of smoke. I poured a small glass of Pinot Noir. And before either of those —...
The Homecoming
After the fragrance houses, two doorways. 265 Lafayette in 1993 and 123 Avenue A in 2016 — a life in New York, revisited. The route home to Sonoma County, and...
The Homecoming
After the fragrance houses, two doorways. 265 Lafayette in 1993 and 123 Avenue A in 2016 — a life in New York, revisited. The route home to Sonoma County, and...
Inside the Maisons
Three rooms in New York where someone came out to meet me. Le Labo, Diptyque, Santa Maria Novella — 2006, 1961, and 1221. Three different centuries of legacy, three different...
Inside the Maisons
Three rooms in New York where someone came out to meet me. Le Labo, Diptyque, Santa Maria Novella — 2006, 1961, and 1221. Three different centuries of legacy, three different...
The Return
Two days in New York, sixteen fragrance houses, and the city itself — my first love. A young makeup artist at Jones Road studied my candles before I'd seen a...
The Return
Two days in New York, sixteen fragrance houses, and the city itself — my first love. A young makeup artist at Jones Road studied my candles before I'd seen a...
What a Sommelier Knows About Memory
A single inhale can return you, in full color, to a moment you didn't know you still had. A grandmother's kitchen. A hotel hallway. Someone you loved twenty years ago....
What a Sommelier Knows About Memory
A single inhale can return you, in full color, to a moment you didn't know you still had. A grandmother's kitchen. A hotel hallway. Someone you loved twenty years ago....
What I Brought Back
The hour against a column at Edfu. The guides who recognized something in me before I had words for it. What I carried home — and where it shows up...
What I Brought Back
The hour against a column at Edfu. The guides who recognized something in me before I had words for it. What I carried home — and where it shows up...