NO IFS OR BUTS
It’s been 25 years this month since I finished my master’s degree in Journalism. Our class Facebook page has been on fire with old photographs and shared memories. Has it really been a quarter of a century since we stayed up all night finishing assignments at Pulitzer Hall? I specifically remember how a friend of mine showed me how we could communicate with other students in other cities around the world via computer on what she called the World Wide Web. Why call when you can e-mail each other? she had asked. But why e-mail when I can just call? I replied. Because it’s free, she said. I couldn’t understand then how long distance communication could ever be free. I was making AT&T hundreds of dollars richer every month by phoning home for just a few minutes on Sundays.
Sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if I had pursued a career in hard news. When I was young and idealistic, I’d planned on becoming an investigative news reporter or a foreign correspondent, doing exposés or heading to war zones, changing lives.
But instead, I edit a luxury lifestyle magazine. We do investigative reports on skincare products and treatments. We attend parties that are minefields of gossip. The biggest danger in recent memory was avoiding getting trampled on by a spooked horse at our cover shoot. If. But. But no. No more ifs or buts. Life is good. It’s been eight years this month since I moved home from New York. I’m no longer the same person I was when I was there. I’ve become more outgoing and outspoken here than I ever was over there. Maybe it’s the nature of my job. Or maybe it’s age. Or maybe it’s because I’m back in my comfort zone with people I’ve known my whole life.
I was looking through my closet recently and realized it also looks very different from the way it looked a few years ago. While it used to be a row of black, there are now splashes of color here and there. Mostly reds and dark pinks, and some purples and navy blues. Color makes me happy.
I guess tastes change over time, depending on one’s moods, one’s circles of friends, one’s chapters in life. Welcome to our annual Fashion and Tastemakers issue. It's one of our most popular issues because we feature people who are confident enough to march to the beat of their own drums, not feeling the need to conform to the norm. In doing so, they have developed their own artistic flair and elan, which to us is oh, so very attractive. And it is their trailblazing quality that leads to a following, which eventually makes them no longer unique because others want to be like them (isn’t that ironic?), which pushes them to reinvent themselves again.
On our cover, spirited Sandra Soriano. We had originally planned a feature on her in a previous issue, but after meeting her and getting to know more about her, we were delighted to photograph her a second time for our cover. Ah, to be young and to have the world at one’s feet.
Life is good.
cLASS Act From left: yvette at the graduation rites at columbia university in 1993; dressed in color with christian Louboutin.