god, i love it when stuff like this happens – when everything is a sign (or not, but who cares, makes life so much more interesting, non?)…….just walked past a very striking individual on 6th avenue and realized the last time I saw this divine androgyne, we were both in Paris.
yes, Paris, France.
it was one of those moments when i thought “my life is truly delicious” (even though it’s been raining). i think it’s been a particularly magical day because i left the island of manhattan. i didn’t go far (williamsburg, when they keep the young people), but it helped shake things up. which is what i needed.
btw, my lovely friend m_P and I had brunch here: at Juliette – all bistro tabac zinc bar, mosaic floors and brooklyn hipster wait staff with occasionally surprising piercings.