Monday, 23 June 2008
New Qoute - Pride week in Toronto
Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?
James A. Baldwin
Tuesday, 17 June 2008
Saturday, 14 June 2008
New Qoute -Fathers' Day
I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection.
Sigmund Freud
My own father thinks that Psychology is all B.S. but I think the way he lives his life, his devotion and love to us, his 6 children and 20 grandchildren, is a testament that he would agree with Freud on this one.
Here's a toast of thanks to all our fathers where ever they may be, in this world and the next. Thanks for bringing me to life, I love it.
Wednesday, 11 June 2008
The best salesman
My window man looked great in this Ben Sherman shirt. Within one day it was gone.
The boater hat I'm sure will take longer to leave. I don't mind, it reminds me of my inspiration to the shop's sign - Fred Astaire, and some other gentlemen of the past who wore it with pride such as Buster Keaton.
Monday, 9 June 2008
Things we see from here
One sunny day, across the street, this creature walked along. Why? where? we don't know, and frankly - does it matter? Surprises and distractions are always welcome in my world.
My window man is wearing a very expensive, light and versatile raincoat (over $500 retail value, $80 here) that can be folded into a belt, and a beautiful muscle shirt by D&G (sold already). The Ralph Lauren bag was sold as well. I'm so happy people are paying attention to my window. Last week, before I had a chance to take a picture, he wore a sexy black net muscle shirt. It's gone now... The guy who bought it is indeed quite muscled. He's going to look pretty hot wearing it.
A Truely Memorable Man
I went to Leonard Cohen's concert last night. We dressed our best for him, since I know he always dresses for his audience, and it felt so great to be there. I wore my little black dress, my high heels, my hair was up and a long black silk scarf wrapped around my neck. The guys in my household claimed I looked good even for Leonard Cohen.
The man wore a suit, a grey shirt and a fedora hat. The hat came off at the end of every song, and he waved it for us, and tipped it for his musicians, bowing in appreciation for them with the hat over his heart. He made good use of that fedora.
I finally realize, after so many years of listening to his words and voice, what it was that bothered my father so much when we listened to him: he figured out long before we understood what was drawing us, that these 15 year old girls are listening to a sexy man singing about sex using his bedroom voice, and he just couldn't stand it, his little girls and sex just did not mix well together in his mind.
Leonard Cohen is still in love with us, Women of the Universe, and we are forever grateful. He makes us all feel loved, and weak in the knees.
Curiously though, the loudest "We love you Leni" cries from the audience last night cam from the guys.
Sunday, 1 June 2008
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