dressing up pretty

when i was a girl for no reason at all my mom would dress us up all fancy for the day from time to time. she said so that when a fancy occasion came along being dressed up wouldn't feel so strange...

how does one get to carnegie hall? (hee hee) practice, practice, practice.

there's a feeling i get when i go to carnegie hall. i try to set out early, give myself some time to get lost as well as wander around the central park area. as the hall is on the west side of manhattan, i like to set out on the east side where all the super chic and elegant and expensive shops and restaurants are... gourmet food shops, wine stores elegantly assembled, fashion wonders like ralph lauren's boutique which is always so deeply and richly decorated it always looks like christmas in there for me. i wander around the upper east side looking and tasting and feeling for a while before walking over to carnegie hall.

i've a friend from rome who lives in nyc. he's a classical pianist and invites me to these fancy soirees. tonight i understand is the opening of 'je ne sais quoi,' but apparently it's a big deal. i used to say to him that i know nothing about classical music. he tells me i know more than i think i know. he says to simply listen for what i like.

i do wonder what i will wear. i think i might feel a bit strange because i haven't gotten all fancily dressed up in a while. but that's ok. i'll just be and enjoy. if i can i'll try to tell you what i see and hear when i get back... that's the job of a writer right? to bring to life in words so that the reader can see and hear, kind of be there for herself.

i'll do my best.