to avoid the (wo)man?

If you want to soar under the radar,
descend to 12,0000 feet and it will take weeks for teams of experts
to pinpoint a possible location.



So how long to find a man who doesn't want to be found,
but more intriguing, why?



Many reasons come to mind,
Her skills honed through many years with the court system,
searching for others who prefer anonymity,
their choices made to avoid "the man".




It piques her interest,
carefully scanning for a shred, a bit, a byte of info
to add to the puzzle she pieces together,
She'll find a way,
but she has no control over a response,
no magic, no spell to cast,
the rest is on him.

photo by author, courtesy of Jean-Paul Gaultier exhibition at Brooklyn Museum

No or Godot?

Frozen again, hesitant to share her thoughts/feelings,

how many get a second chance?

It's too precious to pass,

to leave her with more regrets.

He rebuffed her once, she survived,

she's stronger now, able to cope,

not to say it wouldn't hurt,

but he will know she cared,

her inexperience to blame,

in Manspeak, she screwed the pooch and lost the guy.

She's hitting send, putting it out there, into the universe,

the waiting game is on,

hoping for a ping,

realizing it may be a Godot event.

the moment...

I've been writing a lot recently and want to share a poem with you.  Some of you may be able to relate...



She is older, wiser now,

Important decisions made long ago.

 

Yet her mouth tastes of liquor and cigarettes tonight,

It reminds her of an earlier time.

 

 

She dreams of a man

Golden hair, eyes the color of rich dark chocolate.

He already owned her heart when they shared a kiss.

Her shyness masked the melting, softening, opening inside,

Unable to say, You are the first.

 

She lost that moment,

Never/ever/again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

elegance...

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Brown high heel boots
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Kate Spade high heel platform shoes
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Ankle tie shoes
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Black ankle bootie
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Lanvin ankle strap platform pumps
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Opening Ceremony platform oxford
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Nicholas Kirkwood open toe sandals
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Casadei pumps
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ode to Anthropologie

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Chie Mihara colorblock shoes
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Rafe evening wristlet
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Gold Love Script
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In Memoriam/L'Wren Scott

 

I believe that each of us has demons.  Sometimes we do not know the strength of another's demons until it is too late.

Rest in peace.

Guess who got some new shoes?

 

                                             Antelope Sandals, light as a feather, comfortable and stylish
                                            from Ciao at 3409 W. Cary Street in Carytown, Richmond, Va.
                                            originally priced at $188.00, now on sale for $88.00

all the leaves are brown and the sky is grey...

                                                   as the snow falls gently

                                                       the canopy of trees

                                                  

                                                    the branches entwined

                                               

                                                the snowflakes tumbling

Renaissance woman takes a break

 

postcard artwork from Manhattan Vintage show, January 2014

 

 

 

Well, responses to Renaissance woman are not going as planned.  No more weirdos, but nothing that meets my criteria. 

It seems that if you are not a round peg with a round hole, you fall into a black hole.  Which is where I am.  Evidently, a liberal arts education is not valued any more. 

If I hear about finding a niche one more time, I will scream.  The niches are all taken.  Now it's a niche within a niche...  which reminds me of how many angels can dance on the top of a pin... is that really what we've come to? 

Enough soul-searching this week, I need a day off to decompress.

this is Anthrofashionist signing off...

Renaissance woman?!

 

I placed an ad on Craig'sList, looking for a part-time job and described myself as a Renaissance woman.

 

Now having been a history major, I understand what happened during the Renaissance and having read much literature, I understand the meaning of Renaissance woman.

 

So why is the first response I get from a gentleman(?) asking about discreet, sensual massage? 

 

I wonder... 

 

Perhaps this Jean-Paul Gaulier image came to his mind ?!

meandering on a Sunday afternoon, in Carytown, RVA...

 

 

finally in it's new spot right on Cary Street

 

I love the rich colors and textures displayed, Janet Brown, interiors & antiques, in Cary Court

my favorite consignment shop with all the best!

 

 

 

Clementine is the name of the above shop!

 

 

 

Ruth & Ollie does such interesting window displays

the Traveling Girls have landed in a brick & mortar shop!

 

 

 

The Phoenix is temptation gathered together in one store,

I love their sale shop next door & look regularly for new additions

 

                                                                 Anthrofashionist selfied!

partial selfies?!





My new many colored scarf from Japan...

Yasuyuki Machida via Boticca





  new scarf, plus jacket, skirt and belt from Anthropologie

 

                                        my vintage Cydwoq booties via Ebay...

                                                                      

                   my new favorite store on Cary Street, Ciao, in their new location

                            all that remains of my old favorite store on Cary Street, Pink

 

 

                                my other car is an 2004 Chevy Malibu, tres chic,

                                                                 n'est pas?

                                             

conversing on two levels...

Around 6 pm, I called my husband to see if we could meet for a drink.  He's usually already somewhere doing that.

He answers the phone and tells me he's at the grocery store, buying band aids.  He works with his hands so I ask, did you hurt yourself? No, but I might.  Let me call you right back.

 

 

After counseling people with mental health problems for many years, when I hear I might hurt myself, I interpret it as I am deeply depressed, I have sharp implements and I am about to use them.

Not good, must stop.

 

When he calls back, he mildly adds, I always like to have some available in case something happens at work.

Lower blood pressure, take deep breath, do not call 911. 

 

Weird how the same words have such different meanings...

something or nothing?

 

the neurons and synapses in my writer's brain...

 

 

 

I just finished writing a short story, I think... I've never done anything like this before so I'm unsure if I have a piece of true worth or a piece of crap.

 

Hopefully, the former as I am emotionally attached to it.  It's a weird feeling to create something and then to seek out feedback about it.  Kinda like The Emperor's New Clothes... Well, here I am wearing nothing and I was wondering what you thought?!

 

I'll keep you in the loop.

the icy bones of winter...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

can a girl love a pair of booties?

 

Yes, I'm in love with these Alison boots from Sarah Jessica Parker's new shoe collection that premiered yesterday in her pop up shop in NYC.  Priced at $450.00.   If anyone would like to contribute to my bootie fund, let me immediately?!

 



 

Picture courtesy of Racked