It's amazing how a simple gesture can change a person's whole appearance, outlook, or attitude. I love that I can't go five minutes without smiling. Even when I'm in pain or deep in thought. I'm an optimistic person. That I smile while on the subway, walking down the sidewalk, sitting next to strangers in a cafe...could come from the fact that I love being around people. That this city, while loud and crazy and smelly and sooty and rat-infested...could actually inspire great things in me and in others. The potential of this place is overwhelming.
Draft from 10/23/2009
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7.19.2010
High Style at the Brooklyn Museum
I headed over to the Brooklyn Museum and saw the amazing American High Style exhibit there. Amazing designer dresses and accessories. The hat Scarlett O'Hara wore in Gone With the Wind, one of Queen Victoria's dresses, ball-gowns, and uniforms, and silky satiny dream dresses. I have seen these on Katherine Hepburn, Rosalind Russell and the like. I miss those women. Aspire to be more like them (fashion-wise) and to wear one of these one night.
11.10.2009
One more year
to keep up with the pack. to move forward. to grow. change. love. discover. share. I've found in the past few weeks that the best medicine for not knowing what to do next is just to be with good friends...and through events, conversations, dinners...and music (always music)...a path is found. a way toward. So what if I only have three friends in the city. And these are good friends. Ones I would trust with my life. So lucky. Life will fold open or in on itself for me, like a beautiful origami bird. Keep calm and carry on. Day one of the next year.
11.03.2009
Yesterday's Sightings
Barbershop window, man in chair sending text message while the barber, raising the man's chair...also sends a text message. Neither one speaking.
A fuzzy orange, fox-like dog being carried in a striped backpack as if in a papoose.
A teacher, reading her memo about budget cuts and being let go to a friend on her mobile.
Outwalking a supermodel type, teetering down the sidewalk in six inch heels that looked like geometric filing cabinets.
Smiling, saying thank you, and shaking hands with the men in uniform heading to JFK.
Catching a glimpse of myself in a plate glass window and not recognizing it's me.
A fuzzy orange, fox-like dog being carried in a striped backpack as if in a papoose.
A teacher, reading her memo about budget cuts and being let go to a friend on her mobile.
Outwalking a supermodel type, teetering down the sidewalk in six inch heels that looked like geometric filing cabinets.
Smiling, saying thank you, and shaking hands with the men in uniform heading to JFK.
Catching a glimpse of myself in a plate glass window and not recognizing it's me.
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