March 12 at 3:18 PM ‘Mother, mother There’s too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother There’s far too many of you dying You know we’ve got to find a way To bring some lovin’ here today, eh eh What is Going On?’ – Marvin Gaye [Disclaimer: I want to say that I am takingContinue reading “How I started to slowly lose my chill about Covid19”
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Love letter to New York #2: Central Park
For the second installment of my New York series, I chose our ‘garden’. I have tried to write how I feel about Central Park but I truly lack the words and the prose. The thing with Central Park is that I thought I knew everything about it because of my addiction to Sex and the City reruns:Continue reading “Love letter to New York #2: Central Park”
Love letter to New York #1: West Chelsea
If you have been reading my blog, you know that I have never shined away from professing my love of this city. This series just makes it official 🙂 After a rather traumatic return from the twins’ first dental visits, and two hours of non stop tantrums today I was…Well, let’s say that even aContinue reading “Love letter to New York #1: West Chelsea”
Christmas in Harlem
‘Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets In midnights, in cups of coffee In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes HowContinue reading “Christmas in Harlem”
Fashion babbling: what to pack on vacation part 1
I described the challenge of packing a stylish vacation wardrobe with now 3 kids in tow. So I looked for some inspirations, this blog post by Ain’t no mom jeans is particularly useful. I also decided to curb my fashion schizophrenia by adopting only one look for the entire vacation: the 40s. The idea isContinue reading “Fashion babbling: what to pack on vacation part 1”
Hurricane Sandy aka Frankenstorm – part Two
When hurricane Irene came, DH and I argued about whether to duct tape our windows or not. Irene did affect our lives, though not by flooding our apartment in Harlem: we got bored, we drank and we probably conceived L then. When hurricane Sandy came, half of Manhattan turned pitch black and was flooded. In our smallContinue reading “Hurricane Sandy aka Frankenstorm – part Two”
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