Nine months later, thick in the holiday season, the plastic meets the pavement: Six weeks of free license to massage my acquisition muscle under the guise of giving.

Travel affords the ultimate lens to study human culture, fashion and behavior. I return with a renewed appreciation for personal style, which has nothing to do with actual clothes rather the energy of the person who wears them. 

There is just something about the atmosphere in October, especially once the calendar creeps into mysterious Scorpio (the sexiest and most perplexing of the zodiac and - of course- my sign)