The High Line!

Today, my brilliant in all ways friend, Leila, took me to The High Line. It was stunning, and it is the perfect example of taking something that is out of use (an old delivery train line in the meat packing district), and re-purposing it. The space hosts a landscape that is indigenous and lush, public art, lovely views, and space for New Yorkers to convene.

While we were walking I got accosted by a fellow blogger who has a video component to his blog. He asked me what I thought about tax cuts and social security. I felt put on the spot, and his questions were a bit leading. I don't think I gave him the answer he wanted...

Once again it is 1:14 a.m. and HaHa just went to bed. I have to get up early again. so I am going to head to bed and keep this post short and sweet! I guess Bittersweet Melancholy will have to wait again!

Leila also took me through the West Village, where she showed me some choice buildings, and to the currently-being-renovated Washington Square Park. The weather was perfect summer weather, by the way. HaHa played in the fountain, and we headed downtown afterward to meet up with the lovely Beckman-Shapiro clan! We spent an absolutely wonderful day there, which turned into a lovely night where we all sang together as the kids (teenagers) played piano to accompany us. I love those Beckman kids! They are a talented bunch! The parents aren't too shabby neither!

Outfit:

The shirt I'm wearing today is the same shirt I wore yesterday, only I'm wearing it backwards! I really recommend that you play with your clothes people. You might be surprised by what you come up with!

Shirt: French Connection.

Skirt: Marshall's circa 1988.

Shoes: Fit Flops.

HaHa in Battery Park. She loves her some water!!!

37!

Okay. First things first. I failed to mention in my post yesterday that Richard was also an integral part of the TWO surprise party planning. I thought that he helped plan the parties, but I was in a rush and not completely sure, so I just gave credit to Pollyanna. Sorry Richard! You're the best!

As I reach this age where I am closer to 40 than 30, I realize, emphatically, that mother nature, or God or the universe definitely has a sense of humor. When you are a young woman in your late teens and early 20's, you are at your physical peak. Your skin is smooth, your breasts are pert, you can stay up all night and still get up the next day to go to work, you can eat what you want, more or less, you don't think so much about your future, you're idealistic, and life is fresh. However, even with all of this physical power and fearlessness, I felt so horrible about myself most of the time. I was confused and sad and awkward and imbalanced. It was only at the end of my 20's that I started to feel good most of the time. By 30 I was feeling great, and now I feel super duper!

That said, things are bagging and sagging and wrinkling and crinkling, and I feel like I am really starting to look my age... and feel it! After the kickboxing class I took last week, my whole body was sore. That didn't happen in my 20's. Not sleeping. I'm starting to learn it doesn't work. I spend the next day feeling awful and drinking too much coffee. I have many days like that. Anyway, before I ride off on my bike  with Richard, to celebrate my birthday by watching the Clippers, I must say thank you to all for the birthday wishes, and for supporting me with this blog! I am very flattered and honored that people take the time to look at my crazy outfits! And, dinner at Bottega Louie was wonderful! I highly recommend it, and the company was perfection!

Outfit:

I started the day with a bike ride and brunch. I decided to stay in one outfit all day for ease, although I added the beautiful antique necklace my mother gave me today, and fancy shoes!

Shirt: This is the shirt that goes with the belt I wore yesterday. My cousin gave it to me. It is French Connection.

Jeans: These are also from my cousin. Gap.

Brown shirt: Goodwill. Mossimo. 

Sweater: From friend. H&M.

Vest: Eastern Mountain Sports. Very old.

Sneakers: Wanted.

Shoes: Old Navy.