BLOGGING FROM THE EMPIRE STATE

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

photo says it all

Today is a very important day in the United States. And, no the Obama's are not adopting another dog.....Today is the day that Maine residents will vote to uphold or revoke the right of same sex couples to marry. I find it absolutely shocking that in the 21st century this debate still persists. Discriminatory legal practices have no place in any country that claims to be a democracy. Gay and lesbian couples should just as easily be able to adopt children and have legal protection under the law. I'm proud to be from one of the few countries that upholds equal marriage rights regardless of sexual orientation.

America, if South Africa can manage so can you.

Get it done!

I love you thhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhis much!

Hide and Seek

Lake and Stars lookbook, shot by Tom Hines

Ooooh I love a good mystery

take me to the races

The best part about attending any event involving horses is that you can wear a fabulous hat.

Monday, November 2, 2009

My closet feels naked without a pair of these....





Vogue Spain

Thigh high boots are the only acceptable attire for romping around Paris this fall.

hardwear





Next time I leave the house I am going to do so wearing every bracelet I own.


Sunday, November 1, 2009

BOOOOOO


Last night one of my fabulous friends threw a Halloween party to indoctrinate the Europeans into our wonderful "holiday". I never realized that Halloween was a North American phenomenon, mostly because I never really gave it any thought before. But then again, the act of making yourself ugly, wandering around in public, and demanding food from strangers, does not really seem like something that would get the French stamp of approval. Everyone lives in heavily secured apartments and I can't imagine Parisians being particularly inclined to open their padlocked door to someone wearing a gorilla mask.

With the concept of Halloween being rather foreign to the French, last night's subway ride in my multi-colored spandex became a touch awkward. As you can guess, I cheated and chose the most generic white person costume available to me: 80's. Not out of lack of creativity mind you, but more out of a desire to wear anything that was tight and bright. I figured Europeans don't know anything about Halloween anyway so they won't be too disappointed by my banal costume choice.

As I could have predicted most of my French friends turned up looking like their regular hot classy selves. I tried to explain to them that the point of Halloween was to look a: ugly or b: slutty, and that most men fall into the first category and most women into the second. For a women Halloween is perhaps the most precarious night of the year to meet men. It's kind of like choosing an assortment chocolate without the handy dandy guide. It's hard to tell what you're really getting. You may be looking for caramel and end up with coconut. Bleh! Buyers beware.

Last night was lots of fun and today is bound to be one of those perfect lazy Sundays.

I'm off to have a late lunch with the love of my life and then spend the afternoon getting lost in the Louvre.

À bientôt

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