Reading your book cover to cover requires a glass of wine, a Natori caftan, a roaring fire, and thou. But in the midst of a usually frantic day, towards the end of a week that incited me to the height of grumpiness–and feeling a lot less than fabulous–your book brought me respite and calm.
The book. The book. How wonderful it is to savor a book that deserved to be printed–instead of just living digitally. The design, the color, the paper, the illustrations. Wow. It is fabulous.
Humbled and happy at last,