MrB and I met up again with our handsome friend Tom for Thai food and fireworks.
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Paris, Day 2: A Partial Reveal
I was on a secret mission outside Paris yesterday. I’m not ready to tell you the whole story, but here are some bits and pieces. We stayed at the most amazing inn in Corbie. It’s called Le Macassar and we recommend it highly for the wonderfully hospitable proprietors, Miguel and Ian, and their stunning Art…
Paris, Day 2: Not in Paris
We’re not in Paris today, and I’m not going to tell you where we are. That’s for a later post. If you need something to read, check out my new post on the Francis blog or my most recent post here. You can also do these things: Follow my blog on Facebook. Why would you…
Paris, Day 1: Fiends, Food, Friends
We took the Eurostar to Paris, in the company of five fiendishly loud children. Their parents seemed unperturbed by the constant uproar. I didn’t share their apathy, and spent the whole time wishing gorgeous blogger Kate were there to get the situation under control. I noticed yesterday that she doesn’t brook any nonsense from chair…
London, Day 5: Going for Baroque, Going for Lunch
In the morning, MrB and I went to the V&A to see an exhibition on Baroque style. I was very inspired. It’s strange: I like clean, modern shapes, but I also like insane amounts of detail, particularly symbolic detail. I’m all about secret messages. I guess the Matilda necklace is the most baroque of all…
London, Day 4: Henry VIII and Hamlet
Today I had a make-up date with the guy I stood up yesterday, Henry teh 8. In a moment of fashion insanity, I did NOT wear my Boleyn necklace to the Henry VIII exhibit at the British Library. What was I thinking? To make matters worse, I was wearing my Cleves ring. Sure, Henry had…
London, Day 3: de Castelbajac and Zang Toi
Today I planned to go see some Henry teh 8 artifacts at the British Library. When I told MrB about this, he said, “I wanted to go shopping.” Guess what I said: “I insist on seeing Henry teh 8 artifacts.” “Okay, I will go shopping!” I’m no fool, so off we went to Conduit Street,…
London, Day 2: More Naughty Art
I first went to London when I was 15. During that trip, I bleached my bangs blonde and got my left ear pierced for a second time. When I arrived home, my mother was very upset about these things. Good thing I didn’t tell her that I smooched a 20-something guy during the whole flight…
London, Day 1: An Interesting Ladies’ Room
MrB and I arrived in London this morning in time for a day full of thunderstorms, redeemed by dinner with our gorgeous friends Bruce, Michele and Dave at Hix Oyster & Chop House. At one point, I excused myself to visit the ladies’ room, where I puzzled over a framed drawing in one of the…
Stare Much?
I saw this disturbing wall art when I was in Miami recently. It reminded me of a Charles Addams cartoon that used to bug me.