By Lily Koppel
For greater than part a century, the purple leather-based diary languished inside of a steamer trunk. Rescued from a Dumpster on Manhattan's higher West facet, it chanced on its approach to Lily Koppel, a tender author, who opened its tarnished brass lock and journeyed into a captivating prior. The diary painted a panoramic portrait of a bygone New York—of glamorous nights at El Morocco and chic teas at Schrafft's in the course of the Twenties and '30s—and of the headstrong, endearing youngster who stuffed its pages along with her hopes, heartaches, and bright memories. Intrigued, Koppel her merely clue, a frontispiece inscription, to its now ninety-year-old proprietor, Florence Wolfson, and was once enchanted as Florence, reunited together with her diary, rediscovered a misplaced more youthful self burning with inventive fervor.
Joining intimate interviews with unique diary entries, The pink leather-based Diary re-creates the romance and promise of a outstanding period and brings to lifestyles the genuine tale of a bold, precocious younger dreamer.