“I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.” If you’ve never taken a ferry to a Greek island, I strongly suggest you do so at least once in…

I always knew I’d live in a beautiful home. While this has probably everything to do with being the daughter of two architects, I don’t necessarily define the beauty of a home by any given design or architectural standards. In my adult life, I’ve inhabited three incredibly different rental apartments…

I moved to Lisbon two years ago. It’s crazy. I remember leaning against a wall in Graça, looking over the city. It was my first week in Portugal. The horizon was an orange line in the distance, which the silhouette of the bridge embellished with black lines and distant glimmers…