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Friday, June 17, 2016

We had to take our photos at night this time, but yesterday MrB and I managed to recreate our throwback pictures from our long-ago trip to  Vienna. First, we attended the Data Journalism Awards, held at Vienna’s City Hall, where MrB both presented awards and also accepted the award for best individual portfolio on behalf […]

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Thursday, June 16, 2016

MrB and I are currently in Vienna, attending the Global Editors Network Summit on media innovation. My No. 1 goal while here is to re-enact a photo from our last visit here, many years ago. This was probably taken in 1999 or 2000. I, of course, was the immature individual who decided the sign looked […]

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Thursday, January 28, 2016

MrB and I have been visiting Madrid and Pamplona so that MrB could speak to journalism students and alumni at the #CelebratingJournalism events organized by the School of Communication at the University of Navarra. For those who don’t know, MrB (also known as Paul Steiger) was the managing editor of the Wall Street Journal for […]

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Wednesday, December 16, 2015

My parents, GeorgeB and BarbaraB, will be married for 50 years on December 26. For half a century of marriage, you deserve more than a one-day celebration, so we kicked off the fun early. First, my mother received her Wendy Brandes anniversary ring in October.  Then, for Thanksgiving, my parents took the entire family went […]

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Monday, August 17, 2015

I’ve got a 1980s Bain de Soleil ad jingle stuck in my head: “Bain de Soleil, for the Saint Tropez tan …” St. Tropez was the third and final stop on our recent trip to Europe. Our friend Scott was having his 50th-birthday party at the beautiful chateau where we’d celebrated his wedding in 2008. […]

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Thursday, August 13, 2015

We left London for Paris on Monday, August 3. Paris empties out in August because so many Parisians take a nice long holiday. (Several of our Parisian friends were in New York while we were in their city.) I think everyone who was left in the city was sitting along the Seine that night. Whenever […]

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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

I’m in need of a vacation … from the vacation I just took. MrB and I like to spend our off-time in other cities, especially London and Paris. We wind up dashing from dinners with friends to the theater, from the theater to concerts, from concerts to museums. Last year, we got in some relaxation […]

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Friday, August 7, 2015

I was in Paris this week. A few days ago, MrB and I were on the fancy shopping street Rue Saint-Honoré, making our way to concept-store Colette. I always visit Colette, though I’ve never bought anything there. I like to look at the fine jewelry cases and point out to MrB where my designs would […]

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Thursday, August 6, 2015

Ten years ago this month, on a visit to Scotland, I learned it isn’t always wise to grab a bull by the horns. Meet Hamish. Hamish the Highland cattle was one of several interesting animal-related sights in Scotland. I immediately sought out the statue of Greyfriars Bobby, a Skye terrier who supposedly spent 14 years […]

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Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Earlier this month, I was in Arizona for the big Tucson Gem & Mineral Show. The temperature in New York fell to about 5 degrees that week, so I was delighted to be in warmer cactus country. I have excellent gem dealers in New York City, but it can still be tough to find very […]

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