How we change …
I am fully aware of how obnoxious this photo is. It’s an editorial decision.
And how amusing it is to catch the moments and realize — wow — I am a totally different Broad.
Or am I? I ask that question to a lot of Glorious Broads. Has your core changed from your 20s 30s etc? They usually say no. Me? It’s a no. But my being in TOUCH with my core has…now.
Back from a 7-day retreat. In a mountain town that’s minutes away from being the next hipster spot. It has the derigueur cool coffee shop, a damn good martini a few doors from my lair. And an occasional hipster sighting.
I got into this (kind of) “off-the-grid” life — and took care of my bod, myself. Wrote. Thought. Can’t decide if I am a genius with a new project — or is it shit. But that’s art. Not my GB story …
Back to that. First: I would never take this kind of trip younger. Oh. I’d travel alone. But agendas: Partying. Fucking. Business. I never took the time to DIG. I’d just DO.
And travel with a separate bag for accessories…and lipstick.
This trip? No lipstick. Sweats, sneaks, baseball hat.
Leaving … sigh … in Hudson catching the train. Needed a shot of GLAM. Dropped by The Mark Hotel doing its best to recreate the West Village, my home, in the Catskills. Oy …
I flopped down at the best seat available. And gave the poor young horrified hostess a near heart attack as she catapulted towards me toute suite.
Seeing her panic — I’d completely forgotten what I “projected” – ‘cause I don’t do funk like the always coooooool Patti Smith. I just looked like I needed a shave and a bed. Which I did…
Got booted. Though I took my time sauntering out — my “dress code” all wrong. Hahahaha.
This experience would have RATTLED me younger — Oh I wish I was French (this truly was my mantra in my 20s — pooryoungme) – the whole “am I good enough/cool enough” number…
Not now. I chuckled — felt for the poor hostess and her shit job — ousting folk not lookin the part — giving her a mini heart attack — knowing perfectly well that I am as Glorious in my sweats as I am in this GLAM photo shot in the REAL village bitches.
Isn’t it great that we know we are Glorious – inside and out? That’s our core. And now we know it.
Has your core changed?