A black girl travels to Europe and awaits an intimate Spanish guitar performance surrounded by beautiful Gothic architecture and cloisters. What a time to be alive.
New Yorkers regard you a weirdo for not loving brunch. The thought of waiting 45 min to be seated (and crowded) and paying no less than $30 for french toast and eggs, is certainly not my idea of luxury. But if I do indulge in brunch, it'll be at the Pickles spots...Jacob's and Maison Pickles to be exact. Yum.
There's a delightful thrift store,
On the Upper West Side.
Organized and arranged beautifully.
That gives you a sense of calm,
Despite being on a quest.
This is the first tune from my "Transcendent Chillout" playlist that I enjoy on the subway ride home after a long day. A soulful lullaby to calm my overstimulated mind of adult stressors.
When I walk through the Times Square subway station,
I usually zone out listening to my music.
One day this dude walked past me and all I could see was his palette of primary colors. "Who is he and where is he going?" I wondered, but did not follow.
When you find your way out of the concrete jungle - even just momentarily - you blissfully forget that you're surrounded by chaos. The Bronx houses such a place. Wave Hill.
I had the best Negroni I've ever tasted.
When I went to South Carolina.
I present to you the formula.
A tall girl made small.
Surrounded by art and structures of the future.
My British coworker's response to my lunch rendezvous proposal.
I like it.
It made me laugh :-)
Walking the city at night.
Beautiful lights surround me.
Urban chaos is blurred by this tune.
In a trance, my mind drifts to the one I want, but cannot have.
Riding in Jeeps with the top down while listening to smoothed-out melodic jams is a past-time that was made for Southern California with its sunshine, valleys, and hills.
A huge Tim Burton fan, I had the pleasant surprise of discovering Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas while enjoying a cup of tea. But it was the lonely glass of wine left unfinished that triggered by curiosity. My imagination began to concoct a story, but first I had to capture it...
My first opera. Marnie at Lincoln Center.
Explored the beautiful space during intermission.
Caught the eye of a handsome stranger from Greece. He approached me & we conversed.
Twas a lovely solo date night.