Archive for June, 2007
I haven’t written about fashion in awhile even though my intent as of a year ago was to try to add four posts a month on the subject, whether it was an opinion, an event, a link to an interesting article or my favorite, photos of what I see or find.
Whenever I’m in New York, I try to connect with my fashion buds — there’s a few who are in the biz here – no surprise. People I know here tend to be in financial services, fashion, journalism, broadway and acting. In the Bay Area, its all tech or holistic medicine.
Perhaps I can shoot devices when I get back :-) or perhaps find those who have a new iPhone and shoot them playing with their sexy new Apple device. Also considered fashion, no? Just a very different kind, one which leaves a very different
emotion than Oscar de la Renta
, Zac Posen
and Marc Jacobs
Some of the top fashion trends
from 2007 below
I’m still in New York and while others are miserably complaining of the humid sticky hot nights, I’m relishing in the fact that not only can I wear skirts, sleeveless tops and sandals late at night but I can sit outside at a cafe without feeling chilly. I miss this aspect most about the East Coast – that and of course October in New England.
New York women DRESS UP. I have become so accustomed to vendor t-shirts, jeans and flip flops in the Valley that I had forgotten how women dress in many other cities. It’s fabulous to see. Dresses and skirts in vibrant summer floral patterns and colors, funky sandals and unusual jewelery.
I haven’t indulged in a Dunkin Donuts coffee yet (a New York and Boston tradition), but plan to tomorrow. Managed to catch up with Renee Edelman and PR Week editor Keith O’Brien, who I’ve never met. We also did some TV today — more on that to follow when the time is right.
Did I mention that I really love hot summer nights on the East Coast?
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Italy makes it into my travel ‘record book’ – it is the country in which I’ve stayed the longest amount of consecutive time. I arrived in this pasta haven at the end of April – so that makes 2 months in Italy. I had grand expectations of Italy as prior to starting on this world adventure it had been my favorite country to travel to and I never seemed to want to come home. In fact, I had dreams of living here one day. However, now after more travel under my belt and 2 months here – I can safely say that I still love it here, but I’m ready to move on. I had a wonderful time here; however, I never really felt a part of the everyday culture as I hoped I would have. Sure, there were great times, times where I met locals and tried to ‘fit in’, but for some reason or another I never really felt super comfortable here. I’m not sure if…
New York breathes. It lives. It draws you in. Despite the fact that I’ve been to the city countless times, so many and often for lengthy intervals, that I couldn’t give you a number, I’m always amazed at not only how much the city shouts authenticity and life, but how much it gives you
life. It’s a force, moreso than any other American city and every visit reminds me of this as if its my first time.
Times Square. The East Village. SOHO. The Bronx. Brooklyn. Upper West. Upper East. Grenwich Village. I plough through the sweaty crowds; the tourists walking at a snails pace with their heads arched back and eyes upward bound towards the skyscrapers and the locals, who whiz past you, with purpose, their eyes saying “don’t bother me, I have ten places to go. My life is busy. Life is tough.”
And yet, they’re all interesting and want to draw you in, if you had a chance to stop them in their tracks and remind them why they live here in the first place. They want it as much as you do. The longing for even the briefest exchange, an exchange that makes you and them…
If your knowledge of fire has been turned to certainty by words alone, then seek to be cooked by the fire itself. Don’t abide in borrowed certainty. There is no real certainty until you burn; if you wish for this, sit down in the fire. – Rumi
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Over the 6 days Micah and I were in Rome, we realized that we had a lot of in common…we liked to see the sites, but we liked to see a different side of the sites – and we both loved to people watch. Ok – like any good gay man, Micah really liked to people watch for hot, Italian men…and I wasn’t complaining! Micah had a little Rome guide book so we used that to guide us through the ancient city and educate ourselves a bit when we did visit the traditional sites. I’m not much for ancient history, so I generally use the guides to gain a quick ‘cliff note’ understanding of what I’m looking at and why I should be looking at it. We covered a lot of ground in 6 days, and we saw many parts of Rome that I had never seen before. Read more…
I seem to be on an accidental journey of reading novel after novel of tales that recount history, culture and tradition; the last four set in the American Northeast where the characters were of Irish, Scottish or Nordic descent.
The authors spend time rewinding the clock, so the reader can vividly see the historical unfolding of an old culture on new ground – America.
New England and Nova Scotia are baked in history, where roots more than linger; they are deeply planted in ways that often complicate the present and prohibit growth. Emotional undertaking. Tearful yet often beautiful saga that keeps one in the past rather than the present journey.
And yet in a world that is bound by tradition and ‘look after your own blood, your own kind,’ heritage thrives. There’s a constant reminder to be proud of your history. Long live tradition, for without such rituals, we may possibly forget heritage as well as the joy of celebrating it.
Reading great literature can take you to that place of celebration; the words get into your veins and are as invigorating to the soul as running in the rain on a warm summer day or a first kiss with…
This past week, the New York Times ran an article
on a Piedmont elementary school which has been practicing “mindfulness” with students. They actually have a name for it: mindfulness training. It’s hard to imagine any of the schools I attended — in this country or abroad — incorporating anything remotely eastern or spiritual into a curriculum.
Given the number of hyperactive and disruptive children I grew up with, it would have been a godsend, for them, and for their teachers. My guess is regular practice could help reduce potential violence as well.
The mindfulness training are a series of stress-reducing techniques drawn from Buddhist meditation and some schools are inserting them in between reading and spelling tests. Said a Dr. Haick who was interviewed for the article, “If we can help children slow down and think, they have the answers within themselves.” It’s not far from the feng shui techniques I talked about in a recent blog pos
t and the benefits of reducing clutter, and increasing clarity for enhanced idea generation and creativity.
A few examples of where this kind of training tapped into a very emotional space for these kids included one child breaking…
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