I found this post hiding in my "drafts" folder from two years ago. Not sure what Past Lily intended to do with it, but it is sound (if a tad too honest) advice. Little Life Lessons: --You can definitely see pink underwear under a white skirt. --When dining with your mother's friends be prepared to dine … Continue reading Advice From Past Lily
When commuters come into Manhattan for work, its population of 1.6 million people doubles to about 3 million. During the weekday work hours, the other boroughs (Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx, and Staten Island) empty out. Queens loses about 353,000 people. 353,001 if you count me, a recent addition to the Queens commuter population. When I'm … Continue reading Socrates Sculpture Park Thoughts
Friday night Judy and I were having a slumber party. Yes, it is possible to have a slumber party with someone you already live with. Just add: face masks, wine, deep talks. Eventually we ended up sprawled on Judy's bed, reading through our old journals which were both hilarious and illuminating. Things are different since … Continue reading Truth-telling, witchcraft, bread-and-butter
On the fire escape the rain soaked through our t-shirts. There was a new wind. The wind continued through the night, and that morning it seemed fall was here. I cut my own hair, to change like the season did. but it's uneven.
A crazy dream of mine is to one day be rich enough that I can rent out the entire Musée de l'Orangerie to myself and then just lie down in the oval room that contains Monet's Water Lilies in complete solitude. If you're dying of the summer heat like I am, my advice to you … Continue reading Water Lily
This is not actually going to be an ode. Last year on the day before I left Paris, my friends and I rode around the city on bikes, hit up our favorite cafe, ate a gourmet lunch, and had a picnic underneath the Eiffel Tower. It was romantic and I was so ridiculously sad to … Continue reading Ode to New York
How many letters do I omit from Brooklyn to make it seem fresh and hip? Photos from a sunny day after the Foodieodicals Fair at the Wythe Hotel in Brooklyn.
Marjorie Mortensen, a 78-year-old vendor at the GreenFlea Market on the Upper West Side of Manhattan, offers much more than the jewelry she has displayed at her booth. She'll trade jokes, give restaurant recommendations, and tell stories about some of the fascinating people she's met being a flea market vendor for 30 years, all while styling some of her costume jewelry and a fun pair of glasses.
Sometimes I don't realize the potential I have to do things until I am actually doing them. Like driving from Savannah, Georgia to New York City in one day. Or eating three beignets all in one go. Street sign modifications in New Orleans Long term potential I can understand better. Like I know I have … Continue reading Travelers
Hundreds of balloons escaped into the air, confetti littered the slushy sidewalks, and children dressed up like goats for the Chinese New Year parade in Chinatown on Sunday.