Intelligence Compatiblity
Overheard in Central Park A couple, clearly very connected – physically, emotionally, intellectually are very involved in a conversation about some movie. HE: Above all else – the reason I think we’re so compatible is that you’re my intellectual equal. SHE: Yes, I agree. I mean you know stuff I don’t know and vice versa. We fill in each other’s gaps. HE: So this movie … Continue reading Intelligence Compatiblity
Neon Nails
Now that I don’t have to worry about corporate-friendly nail colors, I’ve embraced Essie’s new neon nail colors.I’ve cycled through the pink (Short Shorts) for Cabo, orange (Mini Shorts) for Boston, and the newest shade of purple (Bermuda Shorts) for late July in NYC.Bermuda would have appreciated my pink nails more than Mexico. Orange flip flop on Rachel’s stairs. Bermuda Shorts should really be called … Continue reading Neon Nails
Q hearts S
Q & S tattoo their love on the concrete of East 64th Street and Park Avenue. Also featured are my neon nails and is that the first sign of fall I see in the yellow leaf? Continue reading Q hearts S
Black and white all over
Guess where my son wanted to go again this weekend? That’s right … Penny Park. For those that have skipped my first two posts on the great park – see them here and here. When we got there, someone was having a party. How cute are these egg penguins? The body is a hard-boiled egg on a carrot stick. The head is a grape, the … Continue reading Black and white all over
Hearting the weekend
SoHo and NoLita hearts were everywhere – especially graffiti and stickers. When we had our favorite huevos rancheros (with poached eggs LIGHT) at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Mexican Radio, hearts surrounded us. See:lit up at the bar logo for Corazon Tequla on the column above our table we faced a heartStickers around Soho: Graffiti in a secret alley And then we passed my future apt … Continue reading Hearting the weekend
The scissors made me do it
5 minutes and a pair of scissors. From conservative to Daisy Duke. Then I Andy Warholed my pictures through photobucket. Here’s what happened when an adverturous pair of Banana Republic jeans met a bored pair of scissors. The PS: my 6-year-old saw the cut off portions of the jean legs and surprised me by putting them on – like leg warmers. Excellent. …before …and after. Continue reading The scissors made me do it
Upper West Side Hearts
My good friend Rachel and her husband Bob are part of the “A game” in my book. Transparently basking in the glow of newlywed love after celebrating their three-year wedding anniversary, these Upper West Side residents are competitive athletes, driven career folks, lovers of the arts and as I like to say – good people. As always Rachel’s invitation for drinks before dinner wasn’t your … Continue reading Upper West Side Hearts
Happy anniversary
When I first got my Mac, I was exploring all of the applications. I thought it was a good sign when I realized that the icon for the calendar application was the date: JUL 17. And here’s why this date has permanently imprinted itself on my heart… When I was five years old I really wanted a baby sister. I had been an only child, … Continue reading Happy anniversary
She hearts hearts too
Agatha Ruiz de la Prada is a woman after my own heart. Her storefront made me smile. Continue reading She hearts hearts too
Downtown is blogerific again!
Ms. Uptown is giving kudos to Downtown again. Last night, Steel Pulse gave a stellar performance at Rockefeller Park. The setting sun provided a stunning backdrop for the hundreds moving and grooving to this 30-year-old, well-known roots reggae band from England. Young and old stood together and shook our bums … the energy was contagious. Stage was set – quite a backdrop. Steel Pulse. Jersey … Continue reading Downtown is blogerific again!
Writing it down
Lately I’ve developed a compulsion to write everything down. Stringing words together and composing sentences in the shower, I want to write it all down – remember it – capture it. I stare at people in the subway and craft their character descriptions in my head… Divorced, single mom but doing well. She went back to school for medical lab technologists – did the 10 … Continue reading Writing it down
Jake’s secret life
Walking in Tribeca after a fun-filled day, my son tells me that he has a “secret life in his brain.” It doesn’t take much to bait me and I bit. “What kind of secret life?” I asked. “Inside my brain,” he goes on to explain. He told me that 3 separate parts comprise this secret life. And within each of these 3 parts, are 3 … Continue reading Jake’s secret life
Downtown NYC is blogerific!
I’m an uptown girl, but not necessarily by Billy Joel’s standards. I live on 97th street and aside from the biannual Staten Island Ferry ride to visit the grandparents; I rarely schlep my 6-year-old son much lower than Union Square. Yesterday the weather was ripe for an afternoon on Manhattan’s Southern coast. We ventured down and were greeted by gorgeous waterfront views, larger than life … Continue reading Downtown NYC is blogerific!
gene simmons
While swarms of “I must be first” technology fiends waited in lines on Friday morning for Apple’s new iPhone 3G, my boyfriend and I were on our way to wait in an entirely different line, driven by another “G” altogether: Gene Simmons. Not many things will get my boyfriend up before 11am, but Gene Simmons had him snoozing his alarm at 9:30 and waiting in … Continue reading gene simmons
97th street art – july installation
This month, for some reason, the new installation of window art has been accompanied by very loud music. Most notably Louis Armstrong and Miles Davis. It’s her urban collage – a tribute to her artistic loves and symbols. And anyone with that much passion and devotion gets a “blogerific” nod from me. Continue reading 97th street art – july installation
Lonely on Park Avenue
Walking up Park Avenue this sunny afternoon, I noticed a homeless man with a standard cardboard sign. A business card, a billboard, a resume. For many homeless in New York City, these signs are their voices, their pleas, and even their stories (truth be questionable). And unlike so many other similarly scribbled placards, black marker on dirty brown cardboard –this particular one actually penetrated my … Continue reading Lonely on Park Avenue
pirate’s booty heart
My son loves to find the hearts — in everything. He started with mine. Continue reading pirate’s booty heart
hearts of boston
The Public Garden. Graffiti Dress. Lulu’s Bake Shop. Continue reading hearts of boston
boston 4th of july
A pyrotechnic salute to our country. Boston, Massachusetts. Happy Birthday, America! Continue reading boston 4th of july
smoking kills
I like the new packaging on cartons of cigarettes. Continue reading smoking kills
cabo hearts
There is a very long story brewing (slowly) about our trip to Cabo San Lucas last month. It took us 3 days to get somewhere 5 hours away. American Airlines (on our behalf) decided that we should spend a day in Dallas and Los Angeles before we got to Mexico. Our luggage, however, wasted no time flying directly to Mexico so it had a good … Continue reading cabo hearts
97th street window art
97th Street has an energy all its own. On the border of affluent Carnegie Hill and East Harlem, it provides a soundtrack all its own. Hip hop, rap, Hispanic music and even the occassional blasting Russian pop tune all provide me with an experience like no other. The building next to mine has a tenant who wants to share her window-front art with us. Detailed … Continue reading 97th street window art
i pigged out
While I walk right by a sample sale without the slightest consideration, a roll back the prices to 1908 sale on smoked fish had me RSVPing Absolutely! And now – I’m immortalized in the anals of the New York Post as a pig. Will this town not rest until we are all anorexic? And there are inaccuracies in “our” quote that I will clear up. … Continue reading i pigged out
tongue twisters & nail clippers
Last night as I was cutting Jake’s nails after his shower he told me that I had the same exact nail clipper as his dad (they all look the same to me, but hey…). He wanted to know where I got what must be the “it” nail clipper to have. I told him, some drug store – why did it matter. Really concerned, he said, … Continue reading tongue twisters & nail clippers
Hello, my friends, hello
Hearts surround us – the universal symbol for love. They’re everywhere. If the general rule of marketing states that we have to see an image 3-4 times before we remember it, it’s no wonder we have hearts on our minds. And we wear them on our sleeves. And on our bodies. On our jewelry. Graffiti on brick. Scratched into cement. Carved in the sand. A … Continue reading Hello, my friends, hello
Hello world!
Welcome to WordPress.com. This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging! Continue reading Hello world!
About Me … Once Upon a Time
I put off writing the ABOUT ME section of my blog for a long time. Partly because the Me changes so often. Partly because I don’t know how to stop once I start writing (especially about Moi). I tried to write a bio-type blurb and 5 pages of narcissistic crap came out. So I started a memoir. In the meantime I feel like I owe … Continue reading About Me … Once Upon a Time
HeartsEverywhere 