since we were in the area, we decided to take a walk over and check out the new Frank Gehry building near the Brooklyn Bridge. it’s pretty rad.
then we had an early dinner at Cercle Rouge and ended up right next to Pink. i didn’t notice her at first, she said to me "i really like your, whatever that is. dress?" and i replied "oh thank you." then she added "it’s beautiful, i love it," and i almost replied, "has anybody ever told you you look just like Pink?" ha ha ahaa, i am not even kidding.
see, i didn’t realize she’d recently had a baby, and so i wasn’t at all expecting Pink to be a bit healthier than usual and cradling an adorable blue-eyed little infant, much less engaging me in conversation at Cercle Rouge. and it’s true, we had a full-on discourse going at one point, so then when i finally realized it was indeed Pink after all, i felt funny bringing up how much sweetie loves her song, because it really seemed like she and her husband were rather enjoying their anonymity, having a nice quiet uneventful meal with their gorgeous little tot.
huh, there was a time i likely would have accosted her and offered to gladly make her a flesh mesh dress mess of her own to keep, but i just feel so busy and tired these days i can’t even. oh well, i overheard them discussing how they "just moved back" into town, so maybe i’ll run into her again someday. or ya know, when she decides to return to the rock star limelight, she’ll probably just tell her stylist to go out and have a flesh mesh dress made somewhere else, that’s usually how it works. so look for one on a future Pink album cover, coming soon.
summer is almost over, so now i am hell bent on clinging to this season as long as i possibly can. even if that means wearing breezy gossamer resort apparel smack in the middle of this concrete urban metropolis. sigh.
arrived just around dusk so we sat around in the dark waiting to see eruptions. they were pretty spectacular, you could even see the lava run down the side of the mountain afterward. sorry the photos can’t even begin to do the experience justice.
supposedly some celebrities like Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana have homes on Stromboli, but i still think it’s kind of a bugout that there’s a whole little village located at the base of an active volcano.
evidently Stromboli is considered one of those locations that are "very chic" because access is particularly difficult except by boat so any sort of tourism is practically nonexistent. unfortunately i didn’t make it into town that morning because the first-day jet lag had me knocked out till noon. ah well, next time :)
oh and Black Sea caught a big tuna! apparently it was "only the second one in six years" so yay! we "brought good luck" with us.
one of the things i love best about New York is that you can sport a get-up like this all over town smack in the middle of the afternoon and nobody even bats an eyelash. by contrast, like in LA for example, everyone dresses like couch potatoes except when they’re going to an awards show.