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Summer 2013 To-Do List – Punk: Chaos to Couture
First of all, apologies in advance, but there is no photography allowed in the Punk: Chaos to Couture exhibit at the Met. So you’ll have to be satisfied by my wordy review and thie picture of me awkwardly posing on the stepladder in my apartment using a self-timer on my phone to take pictures of…
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Non, Je Ne Regrette Much…
“No Regrets” is kind of a funny motto. If hindsight is 20/20, how do you know you’re not doing things you’re going to regret all the time? I try to live with as few regrets as possible, and yet there are always things nagging at my brain that I wish I has done differently. But…
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Ma Vie En Rose
Last week’s cold, rainy Friday, I went off to finally get my rose tattoo done. After years of turning it over in my head, fantasizing, and saving up money, months of appointments and consultations, and days of preparation for the pain, I finally went through with it and felt…amazing. During the appointment, the pain was…
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Friday, I’m in Love (Songs)
These days, you don’t see me out and about without my headphones practically glued into my ears. I am so into discovering new music lately and realized to my horror recently that many of them are – gulp! – love songs! Sappy shit, who knew? So I’m sharing today, my current playlist of pathetically adorable…
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The Key To Hitting It Off With Strangers
Crowded 1 Train, headphones in. Trying my best to squish into an impossibly tiny space while carrying armloads of groceries, keys in hand. A stranger taps me on the shoulder. “So nice to meet another Doctor Who fan!” Earphones come out. The older gentleman and I launch into an extensive conversation about the new direction…
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…Love and Tenderness
I am very impatient by nature. I like to solve problems. It’s what I do! Having participated in Odyssey of the Mind (“a creative problem-solving competition”) for seven years, I always believe that there is an elegant and swift solution to any problem. And that I can find it. And solve it. What frustrates me…
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Don’t Get It Twisted
This one time, I nearly had a heart attack. I was at work, doing my thing, when I suddenly became aware of an acute, piercing pain directly over my heart on my breastbone. It hurt so much I couldn’t breathe. I started to launch into self-calming mode: I started to talk softer, took deep breaths,…
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This Place Is Dangerous
This is me, dressed as a “wicked temptress”, or as some people call it, “a donut” What really gets my goat cheese at the candy store is when people call it “dangerous.” Uh, only if you don’t hold the handrails! I kid, I kid. But here’s a typical conversation with a customer: ME: Hi! Today…
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Currently…in June 2013
Feeling: EXCITED! I have so much awesome stuff going on, and so much to look forward to!!! Well, I’ll get to that! Watching: Black Butler – an anime series that a friend turned me on to. At first, I wasn’t sure I could get into it, but I always try to give TV at least…
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Beyond Belief
Tonight, I will deliver my first solo Lower Manhattan tour with Ghosts, Murders, and Mayhem Walking tours. It is the final route for me to learn, and kicks off my third summer season with the company! I love giving ghost tours, and I’m so excited and grateful to be a part of bringing history and…
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My Life Lately, in Pictures
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Dear Readers
Dear my small and mighty few, Thank you for following me. Thank you for living alongside me. Thank you for being the one-sided pen-pals that we are – I send my missives and musings out into the ether, and you listen to me. You stand to gain nothing, and yet you cleave to me. Thanks…
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Dazzling Firecracker
Whenever I feel self-doubt, sadness, or worthlessness, I remember my one-and-only theatre review from a performance of The Master Builder from two years ago. the famous final lines of The Master Builder, which I’d always dreamed of uttering Playing Hilda Wangel had been a dream of mine for a decade. Getting the part, speaking the…
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My Happy Place
What does it even mean, “happy place”? People will tell you when you’re upset, angry, or stressed, to “go to your happy place.” Today, I realized that my “happy place” has been right in front of me all along. Broadway from 72nd to 116th Streets. It’s about an hour-long walk, and who are you to…
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New York Doesn’t Heart You Back
My first response upon seeing this headline: Went a little something like this: In case you didn’t know this from reading my blog, tourists are awful, awful people. They treat locals rudely, and treat the city like Disneyland. Excuse me, but this is a real-life place, not some made-up Narnia. Stopping in the middle of…