I have never been one for planning. I'm the winging-it spontaneous type. It turns out that as well as a social diary, a work calendar, a birthday book or whatever we now need a friggin art calendar.
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Being born in the 1970's my boys would say "it's a vibe." From waist-length long hair and floppy hats to free love and inner peace. I carry that "vibe" in my heart and soul. Think Chloe and Aveda (expensive, I know) and a relaxed demeanour. That's moi. In my dreams anyways.
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New York, what can I say?! The best city in the goddam world, right? You got this NYC. My love for New York is real.
When the boys were little we stayed at the Gansevoort Hotel in the meet-packing district. I left the boys playing with one of those floaty footballs you know the ones that are virtually see-through in the rooftop pool whilst I took a whizz (is that a wee? Dash might be a better word) around The Whitney. Looking back, that was irresponsible or should I say dumb? (not the first time for either).
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Yesterday was Mothers Day and my boys have moved to their Dad's house mainly because he is a teacher and can home school. I will miss them dreadfully but right now as you are well aware it's about doing the right thing. Louis and Woody if you're listening, (probably not, definitely not, in my dreams...) I love you.
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So today, I'm lost in New Orleans and I love it.
I have travelled the world since the age of sixteen. Travelling alone is something that has happened over the last few years. And the world is indeed a very small place. My inbox has been full since I arrived. Last night I was out with best_dressed_man he lives in DC but was home in New Orleans seeing family.
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