by Michelle McDermott Moving into my newly re-modelled house, a persistent but delightful smell would swirl around my nostrils. I was so intrigued by this aroma, that I called the previous owner’s realtor to figure out its identity. Sadly, to no avail. Yes! smell is powerful and emotional and this played a major part in…
Samantha Berman is currently one of two head honchos at Sweatsedo.com, the premier purveyor of the leisure lifestyle and one-of-a-kind loungewear. Before this, she worked for a handful of years in film and commercial production. Born and raised in Calabasas, CA, and then high-schooled in Santa Monica, she promptly left Southern California upon graduation for…
Considering a visit to Lima, Peru? Head over for a relaxing massage at Zest, a luxury spa nestled within the five-star Miraflores Park Hotel
by Sharon Spence Lieb —Churchill, Manitoba, Canada: Wriggling into a too-tight neoprene wetsuit, I’m ready to hug a beluga. I’ve flown 1910 miles from Charleston, South Carolina, to Hudson Bay, Canada, to swim with the 3,000 snow white beluga whales summering in Hudson Bay. “Welcome to The Beluga Capital of the World,” says our guide,…
by Karla Erovick Kauai has always held an allure for me. Although I’ve visited the better known Hawaiian Islands, I had yet to visit Kauai, the Garden Island. I am struck by the lushness of the island and the hundreds of shades of green, its dramatic coastline, pristine beaches and the relaxing and welcoming vibe….
by Stephanie Block What separates a good restaurant from a great restaurant is the way they handle adversity. In this case, the adversity was me. French Laundry is the Bentley of restaurants, the Monte Carlo of restaurants. It is among the best restaurants in the world and is virtually impossible to get into. You cannot…
by Michelle McDermott For centuries, the desert has been a magnet for people in need of healing. For decades, Scottsdale, Arizona has been answering that call. I went on a two-day journey of my own to find serenity, relaxation and restoration. My first port of call was a drive North of Scottsdale along the edge…