Helping out at a purpose-driven, women-run, environment- and health-conscious oasis is on the short list of the most inspiring things I can think of. The people and space (in the paradise we call Berkeley) are equally lovely, too. Plus, I can never get enough skin care. In short, working at Annmarie Gianni Skin Care makes me truly happy.
Aloe Herb Cleanser with Ayurvedic Facial Scrub or Aloe Herb Cleanser then Kaolin
Neroli Toning Mist in the day, Probiotic Serum and Anti-Aging Eye Cream at night
Normal/Combination Facial Oil with Minerals Multi-Purpose Foundation in Sand (under my eyes) and Honey (my cheeks)
Unscented Facial Oil on my neck – it’s weird, I don’t care, I love it.
Coconut Body Oil every single day
Antioxidant Lip Balm in my purse
Cooking at home while listening to a podcast.
On clean water systems, green energy initiatives, harm reduction policies and felon’s rights legislation.
Flying a plane.
Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Sonia Sotomayor, Katherine Johnson, Nina Totenberg and Teri Gross.
Having a role that’s perfectly tailored to my interests and strengths, working with people whose company I enjoy, and a collaborative culture of growth and accountability.
I can’t choose… The Secret History. Lab Girl. The House of the Spirits. Bossypants.
Green. Also, it’s weren’t (with hypotheticals, the subjunctive voice is appropriate).
“Art has the power to render sorrow beautiful, make loneliness a shared experience, and transform despair into hope.” – Brené Brown
“When we have learned how to listen to trees then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy.” Herman Hesse
“The aim of science is to discover and illuminate truth. And that, I take it, is the aim of literature, whether biography or history or fiction; it seems to me, then, that there can be no separate literature of science.” Rachel Carson
George Saunders said it best: “As a goal in life, you could do worse than: Try to be kinder.”
I love picking up litter and am really passionate about composting.
To Havana, Cuba in 2008. I have yet to live it down – staying in Vedado close to the Malecón was unforgettable, and the maquinas (old cars) were everywhere. We went to acoustic concerts in a casona’s lush backyard, ate lomo ahumado with a beer for lunch most days, drank sangria on the balcony overlooking the Caribbean every Monday afternoon. Everyone I encountered was resourceful, cultured and a great dancer. Every house had an atrium. Some atria had peacocks. The best pizza I’ve had in my life was from a tiny alley between crumbly old mansions, the crust equal parts crispy, chewy and cheesy.
Citrus and woody notes…Lemongrass, cedar and vetiver…or florals like jasmine, gardenia and rose.