|Book browsing in bowling shoes|
I had very much wanted to go to the Free Pussy Riot reading at the Ace Hotel (if you've seen Portlandia, the Deuce Hotel is a riff on the Ace), but couldn't get the kid to go along and my sitter's out of town. (Plus, I had nothing to wear that would make me feel cool enough to be in the same room with Chloe Sevigny.)
Kid #2 consented to go to Housing Works Books with me where we spotted this woman (above) in a calf-length sundress and two-tone bowling shoes. Why don't I ever think of this?
I then dragged K#2 to an art opening at The Hole, which always has the hippest crowds. By comparison, I feel completely dowdy, like a Relief Society matron for Yuma circa 1980, Lara, although maybe that look's back in now? (We did see the Prada/Schiaparelli show at the Met yesterday, and Prada is all about importing "the ugly" into fashion, and reconfiguring what beauty is: "If I've done anything it's too make ugly appealing." Miuccia refuses to cut any of her dresses on the bias because it's too conventionally beautiful. And I just now discovered that Miuccia Prada has a PhD in political science and worked as a mime. No wonder I love her so much.)
At The Hole, the art was influenced by Mondrian and cartoons. You can read about the Adam Green show "Houseface" here. I feel like I need to completely change my style or amp it up. But I don't know how. Miuccia says she hates when women play it safe when they age. Here she is again on aging: "Thinking about age all the time is the biggest prison women make for themselves."
|Lots of back action|
|Yellow stovepipe pants and yellow platform sandals.|
|More back action.|