My dad gave me my first journal–a red textile cloth-bound ruled notebook–when I was nine years old. And I’ve been keeping journals ever since. There is something so delicious about a new notebook–so much hope and aspiration are breathed into each blank page. Here are a few of my favorites:
- Moleskin (they even have a recipe journal)
- Rhodia (for the engineer geek in me)
- Clairefontaine (these were my favorites for college lecture notes)
