street life: in the midst of life

A busy few days:
Barney's windows opened. The theme seems to be Disney at Fashion Week.

Well, that does explain some of the "fashion" I've seen lately.






I've concluded that my view of fashion is self-centered, if something doesn't fit into my life, I don't run around chasing a peppier life, I just sniff at the merch.

Well, after all, we are talking about my money.

I'm not required to tithe to manufacturers of women's wear.

Not spending is another one of the ways I express myself.

At some point I guess I'll run out of the few things I still love 

and will will wind up having to go shopping in a bath towel.

And I saw The Gatekeepers. This film is having a brief run in New York, possibly 

in other towns as well, to qualify it for this year's Oscars. 

I class this film as a "must-see," because I am always fascinated by brilliant people explaining what they do, how they feel about what they do, what they consider successes, what they consider failures. And these guys are professionals. I found it riveting.


When we came out of the theatre, the Winter's Eve street festival plus tree lighting was going on -- not the big Rockefeller Center tree lighting, a small tree with a chorus of carolers in front of Lincoln Center.
There were also booths run by local restaurants, selling a variety of small plates of their specialties. Naturally since my head was still in the movie I had a plate of falafel. It may have been the best I've ever had. Well, you know me by now. The falafel was from Daniel Boulud's booth. No pictures, hands and mouth both full.