This is me working in Hawaii.

This is me pretending to work in Hawaii. Or, maybe not, actually.

I miss the sunshine and sand between my toes. Two more months of winter in NYC… sigh.

I’m finally back in NYC after a looong (and very reluctant) journey back from Hawaii — just in time to catch Super Bowl XLV on TV. I was rooting for the Packers and thrilled to see them take home the Vince Lombardi Trophy. Gooo Packers!

I just landed in Honolulu, Hawaii. It’s nice to feel the warm breeze on my wintery pale (not much longer!) skin. I’m here for two weeks, the first one work and the second play. Such a nice treat. Now I am off to find some yummy fish for dinner. Aloha!

Heritage brands, waterless dyes, upcycling, zero-waste pattern-making and the rise of open-source collaboration — topics I touch of in this article I wrote for the latest issue of Coco Eco Magazine (download a pdf here). As usual, I have more to say than there is room in the magazine, so get the full version here.

I spent all of 21 hours in Dallas this week. Hour 0: Grabbed a taxi at the airport.

Watched the sun set through the trees as we hit the road, windows wide open. “You want AC or you want fresh air?” the cab driver said. “Fresh air, please.” I said, wondering to myself how fresh this Texas airport air could really be.

Hour 0.5: Getting closer to the city, the sun is almost down.

Hour 1: Hello Fairmont mini-bar. You will remain untouched because your prices are far too outrageous.

Hello fluffy hotel bed. I laid down and watched TV for a bit, seems like a must when you arrive at a hotel room by yourself.

Hour 2: Spent at the hotel gym. Hour 3: Spent patting myself on the back for going to the gym. And taking a shower. Hour 4: Room service dinner arrives, spring pea risotto with morels, artichokes and parmesan — a disappoinment (there was like a half a morel in there). There was warm bread and a little surprise dessert though, that makes me happy.

Hour 5: One last look out the window before lights went out. That billboard with the huge woman’s face creeped me out more than once. Hour 5.5-13: Sleep.

Hour 13: Good morning Dallas. Watched some morning-TV. Hour 14-17: Worked at the hotel. Hour 17-19: At the meeting I came for.

Hour 20: A sub at the airport gate. Hour 21: Goodbye Dallas, I feel like we barely got to know eachother.

Realized I have totally forgotten to share the Eco Chic Guide to NYC that I put together for the current issue of Coco Eco. Thirteen pages of eco-goodness! Find out where to stay, eat, shop, indulge, explore and party… and of course there is a Brooklyn section! Download a pdf here.