Live In The Nautical

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Author: K.M. Sutton

I am a country girl living on the Upper East Side of the concrete jungle. My friends call me a modern day Renaissance woman. I have dabbled in a little bit of everything, from being a yoga instructor to holistic chef, to skating coach, to glorified nanny, to student. I am a self admitted coffee junkie. A wannabe mermaid. A wanderluster who dreams of other countries. A fashionista who really does need a bigger bank account. But most important of all, I dream of living in a bungalow by the ocean and being a published writer (in style of course) sipping coffee in the morning and a martini in the evening. I love to meet my readers, so feel free to comment or email me. Happy reading!

Le Modernist Ecrivains Cafe

My time in France helped fuel my caffeine addiction, and created a new one for french cuisine. It taught me how incredible outdoor cafes are, and that the coffee experience is truly an art form to be cultivated and savored. Yes French coffee truly is the best, even at midnight, where espresso shots are equal to vodka jello shots there. ….


The Mermaid’s Song

I stand on a cliff at the edge of the world. The sea salty wind whips my hair, Bringing the tastes of the earth to my lips. As I try to hold on to grains of sand Slipping between my fingers, grasping, struggling to hold on. To memories, to life. I don’t know. Only the sea does. Dolphins jump and ….

Just Do It

The hardest part of yoga, is getting on your mat. Almost every teacher I have come into contact with, as well as practitioner say that, myself included. It isn’t the level two three classes or the heated hundred degree room. It isn’t even remembering to breathe (though that is a close second) it is getting there. You might think really? ….

Sunday Brain Power

Writing is not a matter of choice. Writers have to write. It is somehow in their temperament, in the blood, in tradition. ~ N. Scott Momaday   Sundays aren’t just for God. They are for writing too. Obviously I am being facetious. But after a Friday night and Saturday, Sundays are the perfect day to begin again. Why wait for ….

Maine Made

I love unique, locally made things. The stories behind the product. The passion and yes, even the blood sweat and tears the maker had to endure to get their goods out into the world inspires me. Like with anything artistic, whether it be a writer, a jeweler, or a bag designer, their are hundreds and thousands of nos, amongst that ….

The Magic of Outdoor Ice

Being in Boston the other week, I was saddened to see all the rinks closing. I know, I know, it means spring is close, and I am ecstatic about that. I am. I just wish the rinks were open year round. There is literally nothing like an outdoor rink. Growing up in New Hampshire, the local indoor rink wasn’t even ….

Gaze Up, Up, Up

I was walking with a client about two years ago, when she paused and told me to look up. I had no idea what she was talking about. But I stopped and did what she said. As we gazed up at the tops of apartment buildings with shrubbery on the decks. The ornate cascades that framed the sides of the ….

Don’t Want to Grow Up

Their are times like today, where I wish I could be a little kid again, where the biggest catastrophe was cutting to much hair off the heads of my American Girl Dolls. Or how I was going to make more then seven monies from my father, so I could buy another princess figurine from the Disney Store. It is ironic ….

Anthro’s Anonymous

You have probably noticed that I have a huge problem. A gigantic problem. Time to intervene problem. This is bigger then being a coffee or martini junkie. I am an Anthro Addict. What is an Anthro Addict you might ask? Well Anthro is what Anthropologie calls their rewards members. And what groupies call Anthropologie for short. Example A “Hey Kristine ….