Another dreary day in Gotham. Not raining exactly, spritzing, or schvitzing, as they say. Just enough to wreak your hair, as it did mine this morning, on my way to an interview that I had obsessed over what I was going to wear to most of last night. Grey tights to break up all the trendy black Soho clothing and my beat-up but still beautiful Burberry bag; and then my hair, so tidy in my mirror this morning, doing its thing. C'est la vie. This is a color photo, if you click on it you'll see the pinks and yellow ochres across the river in New Jersey.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Another dreary day in Gotham. Not raining exactly, spritzing, or schvitzing, as they say. Just enough to wreak your hair, as it did mine this morning, on my way to an interview that I had obsessed over what I was going to wear to most of last night. Grey tights to break up all the trendy black Soho clothing and my beat-up but still beautiful Burberry bag; and then my hair, so tidy in my mirror this morning, doing its thing. C'est la vie. This is a color photo, if you click on it you'll see the pinks and yellow ochres across the river in New Jersey.
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Lovely image, but it makes me wonder why boats don't impale themselves. I hope that the interview went well enough...any organization would be lucky to have you on their team.
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