Photo by Lilly Rico
Archive | July, 2011
My Honey and Me
18 Jul
Last week, I rode in the backseat of a mock cop car spotting “stylish” people on the streets of Miami to later hand them free Havaianas. While I was totally flattered that Mercedes-Benz thought I was fashionable enough to participate in its freebie-giving program (Who am I kidding? It’s all about the DailyCandy name.), I must admit that the highlight of my night had nothing to do with curated outfits. Instead, it had everything to do with a jar of honey.
In midtown, we spotted a guy wearing throwback basketball shorts and a thin v-neck tee. Lilly thought he was dressed a little flamboyant, while I thought he was totally cute. Mind you, the first thing Benny told me when leaving the house that night was, “Babe, make sure you leave the flirting to Lilly.” But what if Lilly doesn’t find him attractive, Benjamin??
As I was getting ready to hand the dude a free pair of sandals, his eyes lit up as he asked me, “Do you like honey?” I was trying to remember if I even liked honey, but his enthusiasm was so contagious that I caught myself minimally screeching, “yes, of course!” The modern-day hippie ran to his old Buick, popped the trunk and grabbed a jar of his liquid gold. While handing it to me, he went on and on about how he made the honey in his back yard and how it’s important to be sustainable, yada, yada, yada.
Winnie the Pooh and his Piglet.
When I sat back in the car to continue on with my worldly duties, I couldn’t get Winnie the Pooh’s zest out of my mind. You guys, he was so incredibly stoked to give me a glass of nectar. I know, what’s the big deal, right? I mean, I could buy one of those bears at Publix. But then I realized: this was his way of adding sweetness to the world. It’s his passion.
Encountering people with passion is one of my favorite pastimes. It’s what I love about my job: communicating people’s courageous endeavors to the masses and hoping some reader feels inspired by my subject’s love for life.
And while sometimes it’s hard to spot our own inner honey—or even know what to do with it once we find it—it’s completely worth discovering.
So, I guess I like to find honey and spread it. What’s your honey?
