Random

10a.m.-->This morning on my way to get the paper at my local bodega I caught a glimps of my reflection off a store window. "Wow, you look good in those jeans, Jean." Thanks dude. Mind you, I haven't felt very bootylicious about myself in recent months, this was a nice small victory. While paying for The Post and M&M peanuts, a skinny jeans-blond-huge sunglasses-20something compliments me and my Levis. mmm... Cool, I think. I find it more flattering when a women pays you a compliment because they don't come for free. We can be really catty, judgemental and envious of each other fashion choices, most especially in New York city.

12:30p.m.--> Having moved up to the UES two years ago, I still refuse to look and research for the best cobbler, tailor or nail salon around my apt. Instead, I always find myself in my old SoHo neighborhood to get those errands done. Being a bit lazy to go downtown today, I asked a trusty friend where he takes his shoes for repair, his guy so happens to be a few blocks from where I live. There's this old man, working with his leathery, black stained, worn out but tender hands. I ask him to fix my shoe, thinking all it needed was some glue, he turns to me and says in his Italglish "they don't make shoes like they used to, I can't help you." What? Wait a minute, I paid good money for these Jil Sanders and turning it over to show him, "look it says made in Italy." haha. Jokes on me. He tells me that it's good leather on "paper" but, nowadays they cheat. Boooo. I can't bare to part with them, i've only worn them a few times.

3:00p.m. --> Spring is here, almost. Crazy fashion on the streets, already.
Sweater with flip flops? Ok. If you're going to wear flip flops, make sure the rest of the outfit matches. It was 60 degrees today and the denizens of Nyc were going wild, unsure of how to clothe themselves. You can't walk out your apt. dressed in shorts and a leather jacket??? WHa... People, I know its confusing. March does not usually =60 degrees. Two words: Global Warming. Get used to it. Too bad I didn't have a camera on me. Don't be a fashion victim.

7:30p.m.--> Random thought popped in my head of a conversation with a friend a few months ago about women and relationships. "Women are like fruit baskets, you get to decided who picks your fruit. You are in control." Wait a minute, have you been talking to my mom? This was her birds and the bee's sex talk. On relationships: "Being in a realtionship is a two way street." No shit Sherlock. I give all I can but, I better have a great ROI.

9:00p.m.--> Barnes and Noble. Little boy to mother- " I don't want a book, can't I get a toy? I promise I'll be good. How about a train with tracks?" No, dear that sounds more expensive. Let me think about it.
Talk about the start of a great young mind, who knows maybe he'll turn out to be a great engineer...

11:00p.m.--> What should I have for dinner? Cupcake or a slice? I think you know who won that discussion.