When my dear friend Darius Homayounpour, who often simplifies his name to Darius Homay, moved to the mainland, I was devastated. Darius is the man who introduced me to indigo dyeing, one of my passions. He was the primary enabler for my indigo habit. On many Sunday mornings he fed my habit, allowing me to
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Note to readers: I totally get that most of my readers are women. So I’m writing this for you so you can pass it on to HIM in time for a thoughtful Valentine’s shopping excursion. And, hey, maybe I can help save a relationship with a little piece of advice about Valentine’s gift giving. Valentine’s
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  There’s something within us that makes us want to dance. It’s an inherent need in many, many women. And far more than a few men. To dance is to give the body an opportunity to create its own poetry. This desire, this passion, this need, doesn’t disappear with age. Despite injuries, arthritis, increasing stiffness
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Jerry and I decided to change our walking itinerary today. Instead of walking in various neighborhoods in Nuuanu Valley, we combined our walk with a few errands, including a trip to FedEx and UPS in Downtown Honolulu. It’s such a foot-friendly city and has sidewalks, something sorely lacking in our valley. While Downtown, we decided
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Although it’s disappointing to have another shut down of some of our favorite places to relax or recoil from the coronavirus world (for me, the pool and the pickleball courts), there is an oasis to which we can escape and find a bit of rest and restoration: HoMA, the Honolulu Museum of Art. Jerry and
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