BOS to the Tundra

I'm headed to Alaska in two days (read: I will be away from the internets/facespace/instagrams all week - what a vacation!). And what does one pack for Alaska? Well, I'm not entirely sure, but this Colorado girl knows one thing: it's all about layers. With hiking, canoeing and camping on the to do list, highs in the sixties and lows in the forties, you can be sure I'm all about the mix of comfort and functionality. 

Check out my illustrated packing list. Lululemon stretchy pants for botttoms, Patagonia and Mountain Hardware for tops, a good pair of shoes, a camera (or two) and a great read is all about I need. 

Friends have pointed out I'm missing harpoons, bear mace and a machette, but really, who is keeping track? Here's hoping I won't need any of those ;)

-xo-

eb

Cheese, please.

To know me is to know I love cheese.

So, when a very lovely and dear friend of mine sent me a little nibble of a surprise in the mail last week, I about lost it. Sometimes, it's little surprises from the people who love you most that make all the difference in the world. It can turn a bad day good, remind you of all the beautiful people in the world, and probably the most important, put a big ol' smile on your face. 

-xo-

eb

One Year Later

Hey all,

Today is a big day. One year ago today, I boarded a one way flight, SFO to BOS. Yikes! Stripes... Man was that scary.

Leaving friends and family, everything I knew and loved... That took a lot. But it turns out the past year has taught me a lot about living, adventures, people and myself. I have taken some amazing (New England) adventures, meet some unreal (New English) friends and had an overall wonderful time exploring, well, New England.

Can't wait to see what the next year will bring.

-xo-

eb

My Ride

Gone is my daily ride to work. 

Sigh....

Guess intervals will have to do. 

Sadface, 

eb

Pretty Type

It's been rainy, rainy, cold here for the past few days.

Look at that sun!! - and dang! Look at that typeface!

West Coast Wins: Take Out the Papers & the Trash

Yakety Yak, don't talk back. 

Today is trash day. 

So, here, that doesn't mean put it in the trash bin.

It means put it on the street. 

This is an adjustment for me, as I'm used to trash being contained in, well, containers. I guess it works to just put it on the street. But what about on a day like today? When it's a little bit blustery? A little bit breezy? What then, Bostonians?  

Sadly, this. This is what happens. A lone trash bag. In the middle of the street. Just chillin'. Poor guy. He won't be joining the rest of his kind in the great trash heaven. 

Happy Trash Day, y'all. 

xo, 

eb

West Coast Wins: Going Green

Well, folks. No surprise here: the Boston sucks when it comes to being smart about the environment. 

Bold statement, yes I know. But look what I've encountered in one week in Boston. 

These are the salad containers at Shaw's market. Recognize that? 

Yea... That's plastic. And a lot of it. 

I can't tell you how many plastic bags I've refused at bodegas, stores and cafes in just twelve days. A lot. There's almost always a moment of pause from the cashier when I (politely, I hope) decline to place one bottle of wine or sandwich into a giant plastic bag. 

I know that the places I've lived, some East Coasters might think are a bit hippie (San Francisco, Boulder, Oregon... OK, I get it), but to me, it's just a way of living. Being smart and conscious about what you need and what you don't need. And how long that plastic fork will be around for. Is it worth it? It's breaking my heart to not have another container option to throw my greens in at the salad bar. I think I wouldn't be welcomed back if I just started eating spinach straight from the bin.

All this increased sensitive might be in large part due to the documentary I helped create last year about single use plastic. One Beach, a film about inspiring people doing creative things to reuse, repurpose and educate people about single use plastic has made it so that eating a salad with a plastic fork from a plastic container has got me wanting to jump off the side of a building. It sucks, people, to not have better options to better the world around you.  

So, I trekked to Whole Foods in hopes of finding strength in numbers, (hippie-minded) people like me AND compostable utensils. When... gasp! what's a girl to find?

Straight up plastic utensils individually wrapped in plastic bags. Heart. Sunk. 

Lame, Whole Foods, lame. I had hoped that you would be fighting the good fight out here. 

Well, here's to me fighting my own fight against my use of plastic. Let's go, Boston! Join me! I'm not just some crazy from SF (I kinda promise), it feels good to help the planet. Keep on recycling from your home. Carry that tote with you to the market. Put that spork in ya purse and carry it around! 

If Lilly Pulitzer designed a spork would ya use it? I'll call her tomorrow...

xo, 

eb