to the country.

happy sunday darlings

we slept so beautifully because we went To The Country yesterday and took great gulps of that delicious air, strolled down the little main street (high street to our english friends) with white clapboard houses and picket fences (also in white – probably Wimborne White from Farrow and Ball if our eye was correctly adjusted in the bright sunshine of Connecticut and we’re not mistaken) and so many high bowery trees.

isn’t it lovely to get Met At the Station by Friends? (the J/W and J/W2 of Connecticut) – they sat waiting in a freshly-humming car with the windows open to the breeze as we approached, gift in hand (magic products – more on that later) – we had also dressed almost Too Autumn-ly – tis still a little warm but we are Ready for the long scarf around the neck in fetching cerulean shades and a long black thing from donna-karan to wrap around us while reading in the Train Carriage.

we went straight to Lunch and then took a wander around the town where a celebration (right choice of words? not sure – depends on where one was Raised as they say here) of the civil war was taking place – Quite by surprise (to us – obviously not to the Townspeople who had clearly been planning it for months, right down to the excellent snacks and cannon that shot potatoes)


there were people shouting on the village green in some re-enactment of events from far-off years gone past. and there was music. we love music. especially live music – a fiddle or two and a winsome voice. especially when we recognize it (Hard Times) from one of our favorite/favourite/choicest movies Elizabethtown – who knew it had such early provenance in the American history? It’s amazing what one learns on a day in the Country).

we digress.



of course!

and then we repaired back to the automobile and had tea chez JW1 and J/W2 – but of course it was the fine P G Tips. Some of us are English. Others are just Very Considerate of Englishness.

we sat on the deep comforting sofas with the windows all open to the cross breeze and talked quietly while enjoying the sound of a flute in the next door garden.

a lovely aspect

we said. looking at our situation all nestled between the woods with the magical musical sounds playing.

we almost forgot – just before the chaps drove us back to the Railway Station – we remembered our magic gift.

we had brought wish paper (have you even done this? we did it once in Silverlake at a late-night gathering by the night of the Full Moon and it felt Very Portentous and delicious) – you write a wish on the very thin wispy paper (for our british friends, it is the consistency of late 1960s Basildon Bond Airmail blue) and then light it and it flies up (or, rather worryingly, one of ours just dropped onto the floor and refused to even prettily flame before extinguishing itself – oh well – good to know) – J/W 2 had a Very Good one and it soared towards the trees and then down onto the gravel path capturing flames and dreams into a light lilac smoke. Lovely. Most Satisfying.

at the train station we unwrapped our egg salad sandwich from its splendid wax paper packaging and sipped a Perrier and mused on a lovely afternoon.

grand central station was still shimmering with chandeliers and people-with-parcels (it was still a Saturday, after all, time to stock up on supplies) and we were so energized by our day that we set out on foot (too mellow for the subway, not needing to be anywhere fast in a yellow taxi) and walked all the way down Lexington from 42nd to 13th at which point our feet complained mightily and we continued on, by cab.

but it had been so long since we had taken the time – a la flaneur – to drift down Lex and through the cinnamon hot air of Little India and past Temples of one religion, then another, and see the sunlight fall into twilight.

we kept taking the new grown up camera to try out different settings and found the Film Noir button on the Very Long and complicated Menu.


but isn’t it marvelous?

the bucolic to the damned in one fine day.

only in America, darlings.

or perhaps if one had taken a train far into the verdant countryside of Germany and then back to the still-decadent quarter of Berlin one might have had a similar experience.

have you?


do. tell.





dvd box sets & glorious movies

at some point this weekend I am going to take to my bed in a celestial blue Brooks Bros chap’s robe, a pot of tea on a tray and watch one of these……do join me (in a virtual sense of course ;-)
Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip – The Complete Series
Steven Weber, Matthew Perry, Amanda Peet, Bradley Whitford (DVD)
L.A sunsets, back-stage kisses, putting on a show, the New Orleans jazz musicians episode, Matt & Danny – best snappy 1930s style banter ever…
Lipstick Jungle – Season One
Brooke Shields, Kim Raver, Lindsay Price (DVD)
sisterhood in corporate america – required ;-) plus a downtown loft, an upper east side apartment in a symphony of beige and cream – fashion, magazines and movie execs.
Elizabethtown (Widescreen Edition)
Orlando Bloom, Kirsten Dunst, Susan Sarandon, Alec Baldwin (DVD)
we peaked on the phone. best line.
Pillow Talk
Rock Hudson, Doris Day, Tony Randall, Thelma Ritter (DVD)
ah – when landlines were sexy.
L.A. Story
Steve Martin, Victoria Tennant, Richard E. Grant, Sarah Jessica Parker (DVD)
I’ll have a double decaf/half caf with a twist.
Kevin Spacey, Mark Webber, Keke Palmer, Joe Nunez (DVD – Sep 1, 2009)
the darker and more exquisite painful and glorious side of los angeles
The Thomas Crown Affair
Pierce Brosnan, Rene Russo, Denis Leary, Ben Gazzara (DVD)
“I read about you” “where?” “in a file” sexiest exchange ever.
Julie Andrews, Robert Preston, James Garner, Lesley Ann Warren (DVD)
“how long have you been a homosexual?” “how long have you been a soprano?” the awakening, and be-suiting, of ms. andrews
What Women Want
Mel Gibson, Helen Hunt, Marisa Tomei, Alan Alda (DVD – May 1, 2001)
“are they all margaret bourke-white?” – the seduction line that works on powerful women – if powerful men could read their minds ;-)
Battlestar Galactica: The Complete Series
Edward James Olmos, Jamie Bamber, Katee Sackhoff, Mary McDonnell (DVD)
make mine a fracking fighter pilot.
Nurse Jackie: Season One
Edie Falco (DVD)
life is full of little pricks.