I absolutely LOVE...
In September 2004, a year after moving into my own place post divorce, my newly-minted self was caught up in a serious love affair with the city of San Francisco.
Here on the ferry, with the wind whipping my hair and the fog dusting the Sausalito hills, I was euphoric. Every time I see this photo, I remember what pure happiness feels like. I was finally myself again — only better. LOVE it, always.
(Fashion update — fanny packs are out, but print pants are now trending!!!)
And, I absolutely LOVE...
My ‘hell-on-wheels” cat is the silliest feline I’ve ever known and makes me laugh every single day. How could I not love that?
I also LOVE….
I don’t want to come across as peeping tom although I think that’s pretty much unavoidable under the circumstances.
And speaking of Old Montreal, I absolutely LOVE…
And, finally, I absolutely LOVE the lush texture in….
I can only doodle and draw stick figures. If I try real hard, I can manage a pencil sketch that resembles a tree.
I’ve dabbled in painting, seduced by the rich colors and buttery softness of Cadmium Yellow, Ultramarine Blue and Titanium White. The results were often filed under one of two categories: Barely Acceptable Abstract or Big Fat Mess.
So, the fact that Monsieur has the expertise, the imagination, creativity and knowledge to push paint around in such a way that a beautiful human face emerges beneath the brush….well, it fills me with absolute awe.
And I absolutely LOVE it!
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A Tale of Two Sunrises
The Day I Met Valentino & Versace on Rodeo Drive