Good Sunday evening from New York.
I have observed a day of rest, doing some needed tasks like laundry and grocery gathering, but also done a fair amount of sitting down.
I sat during three meals. I sat to read most of the sections of The New York Times. I sat during a long, laugh-filled conversation with a friend who is about to go with her husband to Paris and Venice. (I think that this is their second trip this year, but I lose count, as my envy grows!) Sometimes I wonder if I will ever get to France or Italy ever again. I tell myself of course, but still I do wonder.
Back to sitting. I sat for a long time on a city bus, as it tried various detours on its regular route, as dictated by a parade up Fifth Avenue this afternoon. (Normal traffic patterns on Fifth require southern, or downtown, motion.) I had forgotten about the parade, as I thought of a quick trip to see an exhibit at MOMO (the Museum of Modern Art) in midtown. Poor bus driver. He was really getting exasperated with the telephoned instructions he was receiving along our way. Turn here, turn there. No, not there. Anyhow, I asked him if he could stop at the curb somewhere between 55 and 52 streets, and he cheerfully obliged me, so that I departed the magical mystery tour.
The MOMA exhibit was perhaps not worth the journey, as it was the results, so far, of an artist's cartooning (mainly economic/political satirical comment-tinged) on a tall white-walled gallery space. You know the old cliche re: my child could have done that? Well, a bunch of us could have done this. All the same, the artist who did actually did it, rather than saying that he could. So good on him.
I made my way back uptown, for a few more errands, and had a fine time in the very freshly green Central Park. It was lovely, and also the source of instant sneezing from me. Now abating, almost all sneezing over.
Tomorrow I return to my challenging job site, and will attend a mid-afternoon meeting offsite with regard to a fall shoe possibility for the shops (different from the current ballet slippers.)
Yesterday I seized a few minutes to actually select some fresh clothes from the current collection that I will be able to wear, to update the outfits that I have been assembling. My choices were as follows:
black (of course) silk palazzo trousers, side zip, ankle length, graceful drape.
cocoa brown very light, weight, almost sheer, linen knit long-sleeved, ballet neck pull-over
black linen gauze button front (buttons are sort of crocheted knots) long duster/tunic/dress (?) with no sleeves, and with a sort of fringed edging along the jewel neckline and the armholes
lavishly huge rectangular silk scarf/wrap in the same cocoa brown shade, with gold woven edging on the long sides of the rectangle and tiny, little pyrimid-shaped appliceed shapes sewn with tiny golden threads on the shorter ends. (this piece is a wow, and could be a wrap, a sarong, many identities -- as the fabric drapes beautifully.)
These pieces can be all worn together or split apart and joined with other items from the shop that I already have. These are all part of our virtually free clothing allowance, that we are given so that we can show our customers how they might wear the clothes.
So...even if the coming week does get hectic, at least I will be wearing some new clothes. It will be fun to have some new ingredients.
It's been good to get caught up with you all tonight.
Pleasant dreams to all.