Searching for Our Stars Hollow

"I don't even want to own anything until I find a place where me and and things go together"

-Truman Capote via Holly Golightly in 'Breakfast at Tiffany's'

My husband and I have moved A LOT in the last several years.

We were both in Los Angeles proper for years then fell in love and moved to Altadena California just above Pasadena. (Like you do) We loved Pasadena, but with the cost of living on top of a pandemic, it became not worth it to stay.

Syd and I are both pretty savvy and have lived all over and traveled a respectable amount especially him! He used to be a tour manager for many groups in the 90s traveling literally like a rock star.

People compare us to Luke and Lorelei a LOT. I'm colorful and kitschy and talk FAST. Syd is a backwards hat wearing slightly grumpy but absolutely lovable guy with a heart of gold who loves simplicity and knows just what to say.

We are trying to find home since California. Not easy to do because despite the challenges and taxes it's hard to beat the California lifestyle. (And weather).

We've lived in Albuquerque New Mexico, in a rental townhouse then a new build house. (Contemporary). It was a very mixed bag.

Sherlock in Santa Fe

We went to Atlanta (Actually Roswell GA) for just over a year. . . It was really beautiful but not right for us. Too much bigotry and pearl clutching. Exclusivity and snobbery! My favorite people I met were so lonely there. . . Or burned out. I made some lovely connections at the dog park. But it was the loneliest place I ever lived. The moment we went everything kept going wrong. Floods, cancer, death of a family member money stuff etc. I professionally bartended for the first time since my 20s. . . I'm to old for that shit!

Not to mention our house was very very haunted. It was colonial style but built in the 80s.

We are back in our NM House. After the dark corners of our forest in the backyard times and lots of walks and deer. . . Now it's Mountain View's and green chiles. And searching for . . . The FEELING of Home I might not know where it is but I do know where it should sit in my soul. I've felt it in Madison Wisconsin. Pasadena. Austin Texas, and a few other places. . . I know it exists.

Making this home for the foreseeable future. Home home on the range. . .

Although I long for our Stars Hollow. Wherever that ends up being. I think it has as much to do with the people as it does with the place.

Where friendly quirky people look out for one another. Where people are passionate. . . Where there are some artists and where there is safety. Walkability. Progressives. Book shops. Tavern like restaurants with regulars and twinkle lights. . . Diners and florists and it looks like Hallmark films there. . . Where you can hop on a train like Rory and boom you're in the big city.

I think we found it. No I won't tell. . . But we aren't going anywhere. Not yet. Not for a good amount of time.

It's so hard sometimes to bloom

Where you're planted. . . But as soon as I find my real life place that makes me feel like Stars Hollow then I'll "buy some furniture and give the cat a name." (Also a B.A. Tiffany's reference).

I'll be teaching myself a new trade. Well keep auditioning and build a home gym (and bar) and continue doing creative things in order to stay happy and sane.

Until

Then

We'll be joiners. . . And try to make this our own Well, you know