
I've been thinking about what quality is and what beauty is. It's so personal, you know it when you see it. But like many great things, loveliness and the necessity for it can sneak up on you when you least expect it and surprise you with its gifts. Like falling for a really juicy peach or the super softness of cashmere so yummy you can't bear to let it go. Aren't we lucky? We just cannot predict what will happen next.