diana o.
My grandmother used to say: “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”
That simple sentence shaped me more than I ever realized. It taught me to notice details, to find meaning in small things, and to believe that beauty is not perfection — it’s perspective.
And somehow, of all things, macarons became the way I carried that belief into the world.
Macarons walked with me through immigration, through a silence that felt too heavy. They gave me friends and helped my family through the pandemic. They brought me into rooms filled with women I might never have met otherwise — women who learned, laughed, inspired, listened, and sometimes cried over cracked shells, but we always left with more than just a recipe. Because a woman needs another woman.
Who could imagine that something so fragile could be so strong? Maybe that’s the secret — it was never only about macarons.
So yes, this page is called About Me. But really, it’s also About Macarons — and the way they connect us, teach us, and quietly remind us that beauty is everywhere, if only we choose to see it.
In Loving Memory of my grandma…
Thank you for believing in me more than I did.
