Happy Friday
Well Hello there and Happy Friday! If you have managed to stalk me on Facebook or Twitter, you'd know that I'm at the Ace Hotel working right now. Great spot and I'll be back but it's getting a little too cold in here. So I thought I'd share some of my experiences as of late with you. It is becoming strongly apparent (again) that everything happens for a reason. These last few weeks have had their ups and downs but for the most part, I've met some amazing people and have been intellectually and creatively stimulated and moved. My bit of wisdom is to try new things and just get out of your apartment. When I was in a relationship and employed, I often chose sleep, movies and generally hibernating rather than going to events alone or meet ups that started at 8am! But since then, every event I've gone to has been a positive experience.
Case in point. Last night I went to a classical music performance at my church (St. Peter's) in Citicorp Center. I was invited by a talented composer whom I met at a bar 2 years ago. Thanks to Facebook, we have vaguely kept in touch. I went because it was in my church and hey, you never know. The performance - by The New York Chamber Virtuosi conducted by Jean-Pierre Schmitt was incredibly moving and I spent the first half tearing. My friend's piece is called The Adventures of the Blue Cat (timely) - a metaphor for life about discovering the world, losing ones way, seeking advice and then realizing the power to finding ones way is to channel inner strength and light.
After the concert, I spoke to some interesting people. There were tons of French women who were characters straight out of a movie. One was kind enough to let me photograph her. She was a beautiful (Upper East Side?) dame - jewelry designer with piercing blue eyes and a unique fashion sense. See picture below. Unfortunately not pictured, were the two 70+ year old women - either twins or sisters wearing semi-matching black and white outfits with each with a small Channel clutch - one black with white trim and one white with black trim. When I finally get back to writing my novel, I'll have to work these three in.
Mini City Guide: How to Get Over A Breakup
I just came back from my absolute favorite spinning class at Crunch/ Lafayette. My spin teacher dedicated about 5 songs to my "situation." I didn't even tell him about the break up until he instantly noticed I was looking "tired" so started making fun of me. Before he had me breaking down into tears, I told him briefly my story and he proceeded to dedicate nearly every song to me - in front of the whole class. A song about not loving someone anymore, Mariah's "Shake It Off," the new Beyonce/ Lady Gaga song.. etc. And by the end of the class, I basically sweat out the pain. It was amazing. And a gift. He had the whole class working for me and holy crap did we work. Towards the end, I felt my body going cold and nearly passed out.
Anyway, I LOVE CARL HALL. He is a beautiful human being and the best spin teacher ever. I feel like, ironically, the love is coming back to me but from my friends, readers, colleagues, and spinning buddies. On to the next chapter!
love,
Molly
Coffee Tour!
If you haven't read this article in the New York Times yet about the best coffee places in the city, I highly recommend you read it here. I'm tempted to print out a copy and leave it in my purse at all times just in case. I can't believe how many places opened in the East Village area since I left for the Upper East Side about 8 months ago. Enjoy!
Mini New York City Guide
