The scents of lemons, wisteria and pines perfume the California breezes. Or perhaps ocean spray invigorates the skin and spirit at the tip of Long Island. Or the clear desert air of Arizona reinforces the sense of being cleansed. Whatever the surroundings, the wake-up call likely comes at 6 a.m., and after a breakfast that could be served in a thimble and saucer, the hectic dawn-to- dusk pace rivals anything ever dreamed up by a drill sergeant. "By the end of the day," declares Diane Sepler, 46, a Miami interior designer who is a happy devotee of such regimens, "I'm like...
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