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I grew up in the Midwest. I live on the East Coast now, with four children, a husband who can fix anything, and a house that is less serene sanctuary than controlled zoological experiment with good lighting.
I was an economist first, then a professor, which taught me the value of evidence and the humbling art of explaining tax policy to undergraduates who believed morning class should legally begin at noon. Then I started building things, and I have not stopped.
Consume less. Purchase better.
Form is a kindness. How to set a table, how to write the note, what to bring and when to arrive: none of it is etiquette for its own sake. It is how one person makes another comfortable, and it matters most on the worst days.
No one taught me any of it. I learned it late, in the order it turned out to matter, and I am writing it down so my daughters will not have to. A guide on Tuesday. An essay on Thursday. On Friday, the few things worth keeping.
No one lives on Pinterest. Certainly not here.
I recommend only what I use and would keep. Where something can be bought new I say so, and I earn a small commission. I would rather you found it at an estate sale.
To a higher standard of living –
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Family and the life you build together. The people, the traditions, and the places that hold us.
Travel taken slowly. Harbors, small inns, and the unhurried way to move through a coastline.
Generosity made a practice. Thoughtful giving, hosting, and the art of a good gift.
The everyday done with care. The table, the kitchen, the small rituals that shape a day.
The reading and looking that keep a mind awake. Culture engaged, not consumed.
Legacy and ambition. Building a business, a home, a life meant to last and to hand down.
A letter on living well, sent twice a week. Free to read, and open to anyone who wants a more considered life.