Bette lounging on a friend’s teak cruising boat late afternoon on the lake in Winthrop, ME. She inspires my Kennedy style of design with her taste, tailored but always welcoming. The more the merrier was understood with Aunt Bette. My cousins call her Nonny B, but I call her timeless. Thank you for giving me your moxie, Aunt Bette.
My great aunt bette grew up on the coast of Maine. She could crack a lobster with her hands, tell a story, and laugh doubled over all at one time. Her love of all things Hawaii, led her to move there as a single mom in the 1950’s. Her love of the islands and adventure inspires me every day.