walking out the door with the dog the sky ahead two thick smudges of deepest blue grey clouds interrupted by a layer of sun kissed gold. i was thinking about the panel on the AIDS Memorial Quilt with the name of someone i had never forgotten sewn upon a plaid background. i looked to the … Continue reading Don’t tell me there isn’t magic
In 1992, I moved to NYC with $300, 2 part time jobs and a broken heart. One of the jobs was as a receptionist at a medical practice on 5th Ave and 14th St. It was the height of the AIDS pandemic and a large percentage of our patients were HIV+. During the year that … Continue reading What is remembered lives
This was the first Thanksgiving in many years that I spent with a beloved and their family. We went to Vermont, while my sons scattered - 2 with family in Massachusetts and the other in Montreal, a mere 65 miles away from where my guy and I were staying. Even though I missed being with … Continue reading Leftover thoughts
Many in the Northeast agree that the foliage this autumn has been spectacular. The vivid colors, frequently set off by a background bright blue sky, have been dazzling. I’ve reveled in nature’s garishness, spending as much time as possible outdoors, but underneath my joy there’s been a consistent competing emotion - a sense of foreboding. … Continue reading (When life feels like) A Dystopian novel
Apologies in advance for the extreme randomness that's about to follow... I'm kind of in the market for a new pair of jeans. I qualified that statement because, with 4 or 5 pairs of jeans already in my closet, I don’t need another pair, but it would be nice to have a fresh pair in … Continue reading Where do you go after Skinnies and other pressing questions
Despite the predictions of a muted fall due to the dry summer we experienced in New York, it’s been an absolutely beautiful fall. I think the September rains came at just the right time and the result has been what may be the most spectacular foliage season in memory. I’m talking jaw dropping shades of … Continue reading Peeping leaves, sniffing flowers, patting pets.
Last year when I was in San Francisco, I scored a vintage jumpsuit in a Haight Ashbury shop. It immediately ignited an obsession with one piece dressing for me. It’s just so damn easy -bathroom breaks aside, that is. The OG from San Francisco Since the purchase of that sexy af, black eyelet garment, I’ve … Continue reading Jump(suit) for my love