When your friend, who you swear was James Bond in an earlier life and his equally fabulous wife and daughter invite you to hop on their plane and go see the eclipse it is pretty hard to say no. So, I didn’t. Continue reading
One very nice thing about having a culture vulture sister-in-law living in New York City is that she is a member of almost every museum; we get to take advantage of her benefits. Among her best perks is the early viewing hour at MOMA. The Museum of Modern Art opens an exhibit exclusively for members and their guests from 9:30 til 10:30 am every morning. No fighting the crowds. Bliss!
Last Monday, Aynsley invited me to join her in seeing Edgar Degas: A Strange New Beauty. I jumped at the chance. I’ve always loved his work. Degas struck me as a man who would get my devotion to baths; after all, he never painted a woman showering. Continue reading
Funny that New York City is now “abroad”. I grew up 20 miles west of the Lincoln Tunnel and had more fun that any human being should when I lived here in the 80’s. Last week, I spent four days tripping down memory lane as I revisited this city that I have always loved. After being away for 25 years, boy was I surprised by what has changed and by what hasn’t. Continue reading