“A base wardrobe is an ensemble of elegantly simple, neutral-hued pieces free of intricate cuts, lavish embellishments, or overpowering prints.”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“Less stuff means more freedom.”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“In a world where every item in your suitcase must earn its place to avoid breaching the weight limit, you must master the art of efficient packing.”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“In 1963, when I assigned the name "quark" to the fundamental constituents of the nucleon, I had the sound first, without the spelling, which could have been "kwork." Then, in one of my occasional perusals of Finnegans Wake, by James Joyce, I came across the word "quark" in the phrase "Three quarks for Muster Mark." Since "quark" (meaning, for one thing, the cry of a gull) was clearly intended to rhyme with "Mark," as well as "bark" and other such words, I had to find an excuse to pronounce it as "kwork." But the book represents the dreams of a publican named Humphrey Chimpden Earwicker. Words in the text are typically drawn from several sources at once, like the "portmanteau words" in Through the Looking Glass. From time to time, phrases occur in the book that are partially determined by calls for drinks at the bar. I argued, therefore, that perhaps one of the multiple sources of the cry "Three quarks for Muster Mark" might be "Three quarts for Mister Mark," in which case the pronunciation "kwork" would not be totally unjustified. In any case, the number three fitted perfectly the way quarks occur in nature.”
Source: The Quark and the Jaguar: Adventures in the Simple and the Complex
“But here’s the silver lining: There’s another way!”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“When constructing your travel capsule, each item you pack should be a multitasking hero, contributing to several outfits.”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“Think of it as your very own movie montage!”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“Prepare to experience a paradigm shift.”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“Professional chefs aren't the only ones who get to wear an apron to work. There are welders and farriers and fishmongers and printers and grocery clerks and artists and florists and bakers and housekeepers and lab technicians and carpenters, to name a few who call an apron their uniform, and lucky them. How nice to be able to shift gears from leisure to work and back again with the tug of an apron string.”
Source: The Apron Book: Making, Wearing, and Sharing a Bit of Cloth and Comfort
“Mother's Apron
There's a great old skit called "Mother's Apron" that touts the many household uses of the apron. This basic skit, with its infinite individual variations, has been performed by women's church and community clubs for generations. Below is a version remembered by Bernice Esau that was presented by her mother, probably originally in Low German, the common language of the rural Minnesota community where it was performed, hence the slightly lilting, old-fashioned sound to it:
Do you remember Mother's aprons? Always big they were, and their uses were many. Besides the foremost purpose, the protection of the dress beneath, it was a holder for removal of hot pans from the oven. It was wonderful for drying children's tears and, yes, even for wiping small noses. From the henhouse it carried eggs, fuzzy chicks, ducklings, or goslings, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven. Its folds provided an ideal hiding place for shy children, and when guests lingered on chilly days, the apron was wrapped about Mother's arms. Innumerable times it wiped a perspiring brow bent over a hot wood-burning stove. Corncobs and wood kindlings came to the kitchen stove in that ample garment, as did fresh peas and string beans from the garden. Often they were podded and stemmed in the lap the apron covered. Windfall apples were gathered in it, and wildflowers. Chairs were hastily dusted with its corners when unexpected company was sighted. Waving it aloft was as good as a dinner bell to call the men from the field. Big they were, and useful. Now I wonder, will any modern-day apron provoke such sweet and homesick memories?”
Source: The Apron Book: Making, Wearing, and Sharing a Bit of Cloth and Comfort