Tuesday, March 21, 2006
I was a badass as a teenager...
This is me, 15 years old in London, 1987.
I LOVED London. I felt like I had
found my place in the world....I didn't
want to leave.
I bought the leather jacket I am wearing
during that trip. I found it used...and paid
80 quid for it, which was an astronomical
sum, given the exchage rate at the time.
My mother was with me.
She saw me buying it and said,
"It's a piece of crap!"
(My Mom never minces words.)
The sales lady, who had blue hair,
lipstick and long blue fingernails
leaned over the counter and said,
just to me,
"It's a beautiful jacket."
I loved her for that.
I wore this coat constantly...
When I was 17 I tore the right elbow on
a nail at a party at a friend's cabin.
The leather tore like tissue...
Of course, I carefully sewed it up.
19 Years later.
I still have the beautiful jacket.
It still fits me, too.
I am 34 and still a little badass...
Last week my husband and I went to the International
Ice Art Exhibit held every March. Ice carvers from all
over the world come to participate and compete.
Here are some pix of my favorites.
I truly apologize for not noting the artists---It was about
-20F and I was very underdressed....
my feet were numb from cold...
Amazing ice teeth.
I am obsessed my leaf forms in my
They lit this sea sculpture with pink.