www.MountainsotheMoon.com
Fashion design (preferably of the eco variety), LIVE MUSIC, spontaneous last-minute trips, mini dresses and go-go boots, learning how to rediscover life's simple pleasures through less idealistic eyes, twisted senses of humor, my dogs, Tibetan Buddhism, hard core travel, yoga, quality art, soy lattes, Tibetan tattoos, good organic vegetarian food, stainless steel volcanoes, meditation, mountains/ocean/forests/nay-cha, new year's eves in San Francisco and/or Chicago, west Sonoma county in the summer, Colorado (where it all began), Topanga on the last day of trips to L.A., Chicago, Brooklyn, loudly singing Journey songs while walking the streets of Manhattan, exploring new places and cultures, ironic mustaches/suits/ties, motorcycles, anything involving the deportation of Dubya, and practicing compassion for all sentient beings. And Patron.
And the most incredible place in the entire world: Costa Ricaaaahhh . . .
!!!PuRa ViDa!!!
funny, creative, compassionate, inspiring people who can participate in intelligent, educated, witty conversation without sounding self-righteous or pretentious. ya know, people who "get it."
other designers/artists/activists/fashionistas/musicians/
freaks/eco-warriors/teachers/free spirits
who work to bring something substantial to the world.
The good ol' Grateful Dead, Apollo Sunshine (my new fave), WEEN, Johnny Cash, Feist, Phil Lesh, Umphrey's McGee, Yonder Mountain String Band, Dr. Dog, Daft Punk, Jane's Addiction, Joni Mitchell, Girl Talk, Neil Young, Patsy Cline, Beastie Boys, Jeff Buckley, Cat Power, good reggae, the Postal Service, Tom Waits, the Raconteurs, Elliott Smith, Sigur Ros, American Babies, the Killers, old school hip hop, early Bob Dylan, early Jayhawks, Tibetan monks chanting, Bass Nectar, late 80s GnR, Velvet Underground, Death Cab for Cutie, the Beatles, Hampton Comes Unglued, Bustle in Your Hedgerow, the sweet sound of the pedal steel, ass-shakin' stuff-struttin' rock-n-roll, obscure new music heard in random bars... The list never ends. Music is the inspiration behind Mountains of the Moons designs, and music festivals are one of our favorite places to showcase our work. Stop by our vending booths at Bonnaroo, Vegoose and other major music festivals and say bonjour.
Kundun, Lost in Translation, Sicko, Fahrenheit 911, Bowling For Columbine, An Inconvenient Truth, The Motorcycle Diaries, Garden State, Brokeback Mountain, American Beauty, Sideways, What's Eating Gilbert Grape, The Royal Tennenbaums, Alice's Restaurant, V for Vendetta, Easy Rider, What the Bleep Do We Know?, To Kill a Mockingbird, Festival Express, Maria Full of Grace, Shop Girl, the Graduate, It's a Wonderful Life, obscure/random movies that only play on television at 4 in the morning, that student film I stared in my senior year in college (only because those vintage go-go boots I wore were amazing), liberal political documentaries that enrage and motivate.
Television, if allowed to do so, exists as little more than a brainwashing machine. Seriously. And please friends, don't be fooled by the media. The news you're getting is all one big, fat lie. That said, I will proudly profess my profound and undying love for Project Runway, Sex and the City, and Entourage.
Living on the Earth, A Simple Path (His Holiness the Dalai Lama), Be Here Now, Stupid White Men, On the Road, Dharma Bums, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Catcher in the Rye, Black Elk Speaks, Ivy's crayola marker-covered steno pad, bathroom stalls in dive bars.
I have an awful lot of heroes and sheroes:
His Holiness the Dalai Lama, my DOGS Leary & Tabha who have taught me so much more than any human ever could, Julia Butterfly and eco-warriors everywhere, dedicated artists, Mahatma Gandhi and all peace-keepers, Ken Kesey, Michael Moore, the CSS, my little sissy (who works so hard for our company), my mom (who encouraged me to create and design from an early age), my dad (who played the Grateful Dead to get me to sleep as a baby and gave me "Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" for a high school graduation gift), my incredibly courageous Aunt Annie (RIP 09/10/2006), my grandmothers (I miss you Betty Z.), all of the amazing people who make up the Mountains of the Moon crew, my Chicago and NYC ladies, the person who saw me dancing in the red dress and told me I was the most beautiful woman ever, the Buddha, the Dharma and the Sangha...
The day I met my biggest hero of all...
OM MANI PADME HUM