The personal, as everyone’s so fucking fond of saying, is political. So if some idiot politician, some power player, tries to execute policies that harm you or those you care about, take it personally. Get angry. The Machinery of Justice will not serve you here—it is slow and cold, and it is theirs, hardware and... Continue Reading →
Winter Carnival in Bryant Park
I was super excited when a friend told me about the Winter Carnival in Bryant Park. You see, the host of the kick off was none other than Johnny Weir. I love him. I made my husband go stand in the cold for 2.5 hours to watch the skating event for the lighting of the... Continue Reading →
A need to express myself
Life in New York is setting down. I am making it through my first Northern winter. Adjusting to dry air and cold temperatures and the itch to do more than just share photos has popped back up. I enjoy writing and blogging. I miss it and in turn miss the community that was created in... Continue Reading →