winter crept in overnight.


overnight the city became wonderfully dark and intense and gloomy and Rather splendidly morose.

but also picturesque (this is Manhattan, after all)….


and Very Cinematic (or maybe it was just how we saw it and tinted it after shooting it and feeling the Mood come over us – you know how it is ;-)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and we made our way uptown – feeling very Cinematographer-like – pausing in traffic to Get The Shot. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

until we got as far as 28th street (and Park Avenue) and stopped for breakfast (Brasserie Les Halles – delicious, thank you for asking.)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and the the subway as far as 77th where we turned around and walked back down to the Frick where we met Lady-of-Letters for a slow meandering and conversational saunter around the Holbeins and Fragonards (deep sigh) and general gorgeousness of the collection (no pictures allowed – so postcards were bought and memories filed in the head for the future). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA


the rain dripped down onto the statues in central park….OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and we managed to snap the Angel in the courtyard at the Frick (before we got Told Off by a security guard so we slipped into a Very British Accent:

gosh! so terribly sorry…..

and she shrugged (a tiny bit impressed, we think, at our modulated vowels) and walked away with a threatening glare (we looked suitably downcast and contrite, it felt Only Right).


we admired a chandelier and then came home for a Nap.

the winter has crept it but it shall not defeat us.

oh. no.

a deceptively beautiful day in manhattan #postSandy


well (she sighs, unwrapping the long grey/gray/Dior-shade cashmere scarf from her neck) – were you here in manhattan today?

wasn’t it a beautiful day?

crisp and cool and bright-shining-sunshine-on-Fall-strewn leaves.

a ravishingly blue-blue sky and clouds like powder puffs on a debutante’s mirrored dressing table (one of those with the palest of pink lined satin under which peek a couple of divine mules.)

and down on the west side highway the traffic lights paused the cars and allowed one to gaze silently in awe at the sunlight kisses on stone.

a brunch with lady-of-letters at Friend of a Farmer (excellent eggs, stunning coffee) near the tea place of Lady Mendl.

and yet.

just a day or so ago.

this was our life.

we stand in awe of the power of print.

as well as the incredible newsworthy and timely power of blogs

and photography and talent and open debate and the gloriousness of magazine journalism.

bravo, @nymag.

to the river and back.

today was Truly lovely.

it started at home – with writing, scrapbooking, thinking, coffee-drinking, listening to BBC Radio on the blackberry (so Modern) and musing out of the window at the Most delicious green-ness of the view outside.

then to brunch – at the mercer (we had the Roast Chicken – it is a Sunday, after all and we were feeling a bit British for a change).

and then back to write for a bit and call William, in England (and get Very Excited in preparation for our trip to Cornwall….)

we also have an Inspirational Tool (as they call it in Writing Workshops at minor universities with good campuses Out Of Town for summer Retreats) and cut out pictures from magazines and then, once inserted into the moleskine (#132 if you’re keeping track – we know We Are), we quickly, without thinking, write a quick few lines or so – sometimes these become a short story or a bit of a Screenplay but mostly it’s just Fun. And that’s Very Important when one is Writing and imagining and thinking and dreaming and Plotting.

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the boats?

oh! yes.

that was a Lovely hour – with lady-of-letters and her tiny sprite (in a Most adorable mini-cloche hat) – we headed to chelsea market (to buy thank you cards and a book of short stories which the clerk persuaded us to try – if it’s good, we’ll let you know. if it’s crap, we’ll let Him know ;-) – and then to the Hudson River to walk around the Piers and dream of when the Transatlantic Liners made the crossing, bringing people from Europe to the New World to fulfill their dreams and plots of their own……


we arrived as a member of the jet set, in business class (we got upgraded, we had No Money in those days ;-), on a plane called Ruby Tuesday (Virgin Atlantic).

but secretly we like to think we Made the Crossing in a state-room embellished with fat little cherubs and tea-on-a-tray and a rose-silk dressing gown and Ponds cold cream and read novels as the waves gently lapped the Spring-tides outside our window.

we can but dream.

maybe we’ll be going Back in that mode – one day ;-)

did you have a lovely weekend?

to our English chums (as Jean Paul Gaultier used to say on eurotrash which we Adored) – have a Simply Splendid Bank Holiday, darlings.

lashings of sandwich-spread-on-Slimcea and Tizer and sand in your knickers on Brighton Beach for some of you?

we must keep up certain traditions.


delicious and divine cards! 1920s, and earlier – and One With A Crest.

thank you to lady-of-letters who wins best gift of the day – aren’t they delicious!

now, darlings, we did some Rather Creative Cropping – but the full versions are on sale here: 

oh! this just in……..

guess who sent Us a Card?

we Gasped upon opening……

a DAME? Already?

sadly – not yet.

but So Kind to get a Christmas Card with a crest on it ;-)

not from HRH herself.

but awfully close.

a remarkably social sunday.

firstly, darlings, a Find in Chelsea, in an arts and antiques emporium (we used our Very special modulated Mitford sister voice and twinkly blue eyes to great effect with gentlemen of a certain life experience in such a part of town).




Isn’t it Just Glorious?!

Let’s go.

Imagine. A round the world trip, leaving NYC on January (brrrr, in a post-hols stupor no doubt, 16th (precisely) 1928.

Yes. 1928.

We said it was a Find.

The trip’s highlights included India – China – Italy – France – Los Angeles

We Do hate to be déclassé but if you’ve read la vie jet set section – top navigation menu here on team gloria – then you’ll know we’ve been to all these places in the past 18 months for the Day Job – but not on one super duper trip. Come to think of it, it would have been So Much nicer to have slipped into one’s state cabin and drift between Continents than doing long haul flights every time and returning with trusty samsonite to the bloody airport for each leg of one’s journey.

We digress.

It sounds like a marvelous/marvellous/delicious Adventure. And we do Adore an adventure.

Back to Sunday – a few pictures.


There was lots of walking. Mainly because we like to stroll around. But also because we are desperately trying to wake up our sluggish pituitary gland which is feeling lost without the thyroid and so we are left feeling like a spent human being morning noon and night :(

Due to the physical challenges we are also rather “sleepless in manhattan” right now but Very Productive. (writing and decoupage)



We gave one we made earlier (well done England for getting the blue peter ref!) to mP whom we met for brunch. And we completely forgot to take a pix to denote brunch so here’s our current morning coffee choice.

And while we are completely Off the Point, here’s a little moment or two from last night’s movie watching while decoupaging.


Yes! Thank you from the upper west side it IS a Noel Coward play turned film (with Gary Cooper) Design for Living.

Favorite/favourite/choicest line.

well it was a gentlemen’s agreement. But thankfully I’m not a gentleman.

Reminds us of another Noel line.

the trouble with girls who would be boys is they so rarely act like gentlemen


No comment.

Back to our day (ed: swiftly, love)

Lady of letters invited us round for a spot of tea. And there was the Most Adorable sprite on hand to “be mother” and add the milk.


A spot on the terrace.

Then a swift stroll back downtown; admiring the low autumnal light on tall buildings.


All in all, a delicious day.

And we also just exchanged numbers with a charming person who just moved here from the Other Coast (oh dear, winter is going to be A Shock for them.)

New friends. Delightful.

Wonder if they are the Sort of person who dreams of a state room onboard a luxurious floating palace.


Luckily we know You Do.

Or you wouldn’t be here, darlings.

Because we’ve told a few people about team gloria but we know that they don’t always get us.

But you do.

And we wanted you to know that we are Terribly Grateful.

Have a pleasant slumber.

Can you hear the piano in the Forward Lounge and the waves lapping the aft?


novel-grazing, milky coffee, autumnal walk around greenwich village and leaving the past behind.

lady-of-letters suggested a sunday stroll around greenwich village and we Whooped with joy as that meant bookshops, cafes and autumn leaf strewn streets.

And it Did.




and en route to meet up with some like-minded folks as dusk fell, we saw a movie shoot, just off 7th. Quelle glam!


we are now winding down in a spot not far from chez nous and flooded with Relief.

ever since the Surgery, we have been trying to be Kind and also True.

and there had been something weighing on our mind for a little while. some, how can we put this, some Not Good behavior/naughtiness on our Part……..and we just faced up to it and owned up to it and it was accepted (by the Injured Party) and now we feel Light and Free.

because, darlings, leaving the Past behind frees up a Vast amount of magical “energy” (deep meaningful nods from the Other Coast) and we are Whooshed into the Next Chapter rather Swiftly.

(imagine stance as per Barbra on the boat singing Don’t Rain On My Parade)

triumphant, darlings. yet beautifully humble, too, of course ;)


elegant encounters

Oh! We had the loveliest encounters today (and yesterday too)


lady-of-letters has the Most Awesome Rolodex (is there a plural? Rolodexi?)


Somebody terribly glamorous brought their Hermes bag to visit.


We were tickled pink to be asked our Opinion about a career matter. And, in return, we asked them to blow bubbles so we could try a new #instagram filter/filtre/effect.


Then we met a delicious plump and haughty cat while purchasing more “thank you” cards.


One of which we shall be sending tout suite to jC who took us to supper tonight. A Most Elegant Occasion.


(there were tough bits in the past couple of days but we are choosing to be Very Doris Day about everything and see life through a new and rather Rosy lens)

Because it’s just easier if one does, darlings ;)