**Where are my manners? I never related Part Two of our extra-long layover in the beautiful city of Amsterdam! Hopefully absence has made the heart grow fonder.** Day #11,221: When I mentioned we were stopping in Amsterdam for a 2-day layover, two different people independently told us to take our picture with the “Amsterdam” sign. […]
New York City’s electrifying street art may just make up for its incessant noise, pollution, and subway-shoving. (Not street performance art, mind you… the interpretive dancer who takes up residence on a nearby street corner tends to be a tad progressive for my taste. I’m judgey about my art.) But really good, actual street art […]
I wish I liked art museums. Art-Loving Me would sip martinis and engage in witty banter about Jackson Pollock. Art-Loving Me would skip into the MOMA in ballet flats with a sketchbook under my arm (“for inspiration, darling!”). Marc Jacobs would likely make Art-Loving Me his muse. But- like pickles and Mad Men and pilates- […]