May 07 2012

Zoe never disappoints. I am still fascinated by her.

I’ve received some inquiring BlogHer Comments about Zoe and her travels, as a result of my other two posts. In the 1970s, she was an Administrative Aid in the Carter White House,

Introducing Zoe Artemis

Zoe’s New Feminism

Because of the interest, here is another essay she wrote. This one about her experiences working with the Press on the Carter Campaign.

Zoe had a flair for the unusual and dramatic.

Zoe Artemis Remembers Hunter S. Thompson

Hunter Thompson is another American casualty in the war against hypocrisy and political corruption. Thompson was fearless….Thompson was a revolutionary…Thompson was a man’s man……Thompson was an oracle who continually pushed the envelope into the faces of the straights, into the face of conformity, into the faces of lame journalists. Thompson was American’s shaman. He carried his shadow side with him like a badge of courage, while most of us suppress or sanitize it. If all the world is a stage and I believe it is, then each of us has a part to play for better or worse. Like a consummate performance artist he stepped up to the plate ranting and airing the dirty laundry of the power elite.

I met and worked with many journalists when I worked on the Carter Campaign in l976 as an advance person. I was on the bus for four months and had the time of my life. Most of the press people, like Sam Donaldson were amazingly arrogant uptight cynical mainstream assholes. Donaldson, who worked for ABC and wore a toupee, always gave me a hard time. He complained about the size of his hotel room. It wasn’t big enough. He complained he was bored when Carter gave the same campaign speech at three or four rallies in one day. As if we were there to entertain him. He sneered at all of us and told me, ‘you’re candidate will never win’. There were a few cool people, like Ed Bradley, with whom I had a brief affair. We talked about Hunter’s book ‘Fear & Loathing on the Campaign Trail’ and how he got it right. There was lots of sex, drugs and alcohol and when were were in New York we hung out with John Belushi. Working on a presidential campaign produces the most amazing adrenal rush especially when the candidate starts off as the underdog and then begins catching up. President Jimmy Carter credits Hunter Thompson in winning the election when Thompson covered Carter’s Law day speech in Rolling Stone magazine.

Some may say it is a tragedy or a waste when someone takes their own life. On the other hand it may be seen as an act of courage. Thompson fully accomplished what he needed to do in this life time and we are the benefactors. What more can we ask of him.

 

NaBloPoMo May 2012



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May 06 2012

Zoe Artemis considered herself a New Feminist.

It’s a concept I have long held as my belief.

Many of those who were active in the Feminism of the 1970s grabbed onto the idea that to be equal, women had to be like men. Some women chose to dress in gray pantsuits; some even wore ties, thinking that would level the playing fields in the male bastions of business, medicine and law.

Many decided being aggressive, using foul language and telling obscene jokes that demeaned women would endear them to their male counterparts. In most cases, these efforts were ineffectual, just looked silly and compromised those participating. It diluted women’s feminine power.

Zoe belly-danced in the Tribal Style. It differs from
traditional belly-dancing in that it started in California
in the mid 1970s and is done to primarily enrich the
dancer, with the audience being secondary.

In the following essay, Zoe expresses her belief that aggressive, male dominated feminism dishonors the feminine ideal and dilutes feminine power. She sent it to her friend, Brian Hassett, a short story writer, poet, feature writer, essayist, critic, columnist, reviewer, and songwriter, in such places as The Village Voice, Rolling Stone, The New York Times, Complete Woman, Penthouse, High Times, Beat Scene, etc. and most importantly to us, a blogger.  To read Zoe’s letter as it originally appeared on-line, click here.

Zoe’s New Feminists Essay

March 22nd, 2008 

This is a nice essay that was slipped over the transom by a fellow New York warrior in honor of Women’s History Month, thought I’d share. 

MEET THE NEW FEMININE FEMINISTS,

by Zoe Artemis

These days my life is divided up into two moving parts: teaching dancing, and campaigning for Barack Obama.  Yes, I’m a Baby-boomer for Barack.

On March 8, International Women’s Day, I taught a Belly Dance workshop at my studio in New York City.  My role:  to teach women to connect with their sacred feminine power and their female heritage. The women in attendance ranged in age from 26-60, in all glorious shapes and sizes.   

Belly Dancing has great mojo power in bringing together highly smart women from all walks of life, to get down with each other, and dance.  I create a supportive environment where women can feel sexy, saucy, ass-kickin’ strong, vampish, gorgeous and nurtured; a space where they can express latent archetypes:  the coquette, the angel, the sensualist, the earth mother, the gypsy, the performer, the priestess, the warrior, and the tribal dancer.  Meet the new feminine feminists.

Zoe excelled at everything she did.

We spent the day swiveling, shimmying, shaking, and moving our hips independently of our torso, like a pendulum swinging beneath an immobile clock.   To world thumping music our hands created the frame around the body; sometimes the moves were soft, sensual and inward; other times it was outward, wild and reckless.  A tribe of women who validate and confirm each other’s sensuality and beauty becomes the perfect antidote to lack of self esteem.  For many western women Belly Dance is truly a form of liberation.

The feedback I received from women who belly dance with me is this:  it’s not necessary  to have that one-to-one attention from a man in order to feel womanly and sensual.  Women can feel sexy, sensual and feminine whether they’re in a relationship or not. It’s about creating self-confidence, community, joy and humor.  The repetitive movements bring us fully into the present moment, the meditative state, into the zone.

Another aspect which is important for us feminine feminists is that we get to play dress up.  Gone are the pant suits, the jeans, the sweat pants, the baggy clothes, the clunky sneakers and the 10″ high heels.

Many arms indicates supernatural powers and the ability
to do many things. Zoe is in red, seated at the bottom.

We usually think of feminism as a modern, contemporary trend, however there’s a new kind of feminism that is emerging, where women can own up to their sensuality and softness, while maintaining their fire.  I don’t want to take orders from the patriarchy, but I don’t want to take orders from (contemporary) feminists either, i.e., Hillary Clinton and Geraldine Ferraro; which brings me to the current political climate.  I am stunned by the raw voracious and, yes, desperate grasping for power by the old guard feminists.  It’s pathetic and frightening to see these women make fun of anything deep or soulful, and who take joy in wounding people.  Some feminine feminists:  Samantha Power, Michelle Obama, Nancy Pelosi and Arianna Huffington.  Yelling, shrieking, mocking, bullying, punching and whining are not cool.  Punching and whining simultaneously?  That’s an oxyMORON. 

Zoe Artemis is a native New Yorker who currently teaches belly dance classes at her studio, creative movement classes in the NYC public schools, and campaigns for Barack Obama.  In l978-79, at her first job ever, she worked as an administrative assistant in the Carter White House.   http://www.zoeartemis.com/

 

To learn more about Zoe Artemis, click here.

 

NaBloPoMo May 2012



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Apr 13 2012

Third in a series of Five NYC posts

Fabric arts stores ooze posibilities…

…just like a new legal pad and freshly sharpened pencils waiting to write an anticipated manuscript. The Universal Law of Possibilities decrees there are no limits to genius when proper supplies are purchased. It’s true. All that’s needed is quality supplies.

Surely, inspiration and perspiration follow. Or not.

But, the inert possibilities of the supplies are not depleted whether the project ends up as a magazine article, on the wall of a gallery or in storage at the bottom of the closet. Err, therefore, on the side of caution and buy lots! More supplies equal more possibilities. More fabric equals more possible quilts!

What fun! When you shop at a quilt store, you are shopping for possibilities.

The City Quilter in New York City’s Chelsea District
is a wonderful source for fabric art supplies.

When we last left our Sunbonneted heroine, she was in New York City for a BlogHer Friday meeting on March 23, 2012.

Spending the night near the Garment District in Chelsea, I happened upon a quilt shop directly across from my hotel on West 25th Street. Finding my hotel room, running from the elevator, throwing my “travel wardrobe” onto the bed and then zooming back downstairs to go out into the street like a lunatic, I was on my way to The City Quilter quilt store.

But, first! I had to run down West 25th street, *pant, pant, pant,* to take photos of green foil shamrock balloons left over from St. Patrick’s Day, tangled in a tree on 6th Avenue, or the Avenue of the Americas.

Walking through the front door of The City Quilter,
this is what you see, color, selection and order.

I had seen the green shamrocks out the window of the taxi as we did “ring around the blockies” following the one way street signs to get me to the hotel. The same traffic engineers that plan Washington, D.C. also plan New York City, in that they see no need to have traffic flowing in two directions on any one street. By making every other street go one way and every other street go the other way, the streets are cleared of sanity and confusion reigns. You know you’re in a big city; nothing makes sense and the natives are assured you’ll be glad to leave soon, once you’ve spent your money.

Everybody who’s driving works together to get mad and honks their horn creating a cityscape, so you know you’re in NYC. I did what I could to jaywalk, annoying cab drivers while doing my part to add to the festivities. Soon, I was walking back up the street toward the hotel and quilt shop, after photographing the shamrock balloons.

The colors, the choices, the selections of notions,
patterns and books were overwhelming.

So, now there was no holding me back. I was free to fabric shop! First, I took a nice photo of the side of The ArtQuilt Gallery-NYC, the gallery devoted to quilted fabric art in the space next to The City Quilter. The City Quilter complex includes what I guess were originally two retail store fronts. The stores have been connected and The City Quilter occupies about one and a half stores, while The ArtQuilt Gallery commands the space of half a store, with it’s own separate storefront and awning. I love the vivid red awnings, by the way, which set the up tone for my visit.

The bright red awnings against New York’s gray concrete provide startling visual contrast. In fact, as one of the Managers/Owners of The City Quilter’s Cathy Izzo, comments, “We provide a respite from the gray city and the intense days so many of our customers experience.” The bright red awnings hold lofty testament to that claim, as do the colorful fabrics lining all of the walls of the shop itself. Color and light beautifully define The City Quilter, a quilt shop honored on their 10th Anniversary in 2007 by the Council of the City of New York, as being recognized by Quilt Sampler Magazine as a Top Ten quilt shop in North America.

Specialty fabrics, designed and manufactured by
The City Quilter and its fabric artists, are sold by
  the yard and housed in bolt cases at the front.

The City Quilter is a highly proclaimed retail quilting supply store and Internet sales mail order business that has been profiled by The New York Times in a great article about how the establishment indulges the “quilter within.”  Founded by a married couple, Cathy Izzo and Dale Riehl, in 1997, the shop has outgrown its original space, moved, begun printing their own line of fabrics and recently, opened a gallery devoted to the display of museum quality quilted art. It’s a destination for quilters from around the world.

It’s very unusual for a quilt shop to print their own specialty fabrics, but being right in the Garment District, what would one expect? In fact, I was so impressed by the selection of fabrics, I took lots of photos, originally for myself. But! There’s been so much BlogHer interest in The City Quilter fabrics, I decided to create a separate fabric post to share some of the current selections. Coming next as #4 in the NYC series.

Every store vista includes fabric bolts,
notions and accessories.

The City Quilter appointments are fun and exciting as there is so much to look at and enjoy as one travels from one delight to another. The most intriguing things I saw were rolls of Laminated Fabrics, protective coating over cotton fabric that can be made into stylish raincoats, waterproof tote bags and many other projects.

One of the cutting tables for fabrics sold by the yard.
I love the colors and teaching displays in this photo.
Doesn’t it look cozy? Talk about possibilities!

It felt cozy to me in The City Quilter as, being a quilter, I feel at home anywhere there is a good line of 100% cotton fabric. But, in addition to the contrast of New York’s hustle-bustle with the time honored quilted bed coverings and clothing, there was an intense mixture of the two which seemed to create a third layer of “urban quilting.” Sophisticated fabrics and patterns were combined in and among more traditional calico cottons in both the stock of fabric on bolts and in the plentiful array of shop models.

I learned that in New York, all sorts of fabric enthusiasts shop for exotic lines of fabrics, including hand dyed fabrics, such as batiks, in addition to tried and true quilter’s calicoes. Dale Riehl, Cathy Izzo’s business partner and husband, explained that customers range from instructors at the Fashion Institute of Technology, F.I.T., right up the street, to costume designers for the Metropolitan Opera and Broadway productions, in addition to the legions of quilting fans that travel great distances to visit.

The City Quilter has a full Bernina Sewing Machine area
and provides machines to all students in their classes

The City Quilter sells and supports Bernina and Bernette sewing machines. Recently, a new Bernina Club has been started to allow Bernina owners to learn together in a relaxed atmosphere, getting full use of their marvelous Bernina and Bernette sewing machines. The City Quilter is listed as a Bernina Excellence Dealer on the Bernina USA web site:

The BERNINA Excellence Partner program recognizes dealers who provide superior customer service and support through a combination of excellent product knowledge, innovative programs and education. Dealers who meet our rigorous criteria have shown their dedication and are proudly identified in our dealer locator listings.”

Quilt shop model in the photo above is from the “Just the Right Angle” pattern.

Well designed and executed shop models
easily get the creative juices flowing.

A bountiful listing of seasonal classes is a sure draw to those who love fabric art and want to step up their skills. The City Quilter has exceptional class options for all levels of accomplishment. Well recognized for their class selections and qualified teachers, New York Magazine has identified their classes as “The Best in New York:”

“Quilting may not yet be the new knitting, but it appears to be headed that way. The City Quilter’s eight-week Basic Patchwork and Quilting by Hand courses are already packed, and with good reason: Students come in not knowing how to sew and leave with a block of stitched-together fabric or even an entire quilt-top. Each week in the store’s back room, a motley crew of actors, doctors, lawyers, and stay-at-home moms looking for a way to relax or kill downtime gather to sew and chat. They come away with yet another tool for managing the inexplicable delays of a New York day, at restaurants, in the subway, or on airplanes.”

Peeking at The City Quilter’s FaceBook page shows the “fun and feel good” of shared learning experiences and the gallery photos show the variety of lessons available. For Winter & Spring 2012 classes, click here, For Summer 2012 classes, click here.

The final treasure room of The City Quilter
leads to The ArtQuilt Gallery, NYC.

Passing by, yet MORE fabric, and a final, massive display rack of books, I walked from the store toward The ArtQuilt Gallery, NYC, the quilt gallery connected to The City Quilter. The book rack was massive and stood from the floor to above my head. There was a “NEW” section, featuring new arrivals and the books were so colorful and gorgeous, it was all I could do not to pick up an armful.

The ArtQuilt Gallery was a finely crafted museum space, setting off the current show to best advantage, and what a wonderful show it was. But, dear BlogHer, you are going to have to wait to hear about this show, because I’m not writing about it here, but as the fifth and final post in the NYC series.

See you then!

NaBloPoMo April 2012

April 13 Poem

The City Quilter

Squarely in the Garment District
The City Quilter stands.
The store, a mighty draw it be
To all creating hands.
And, the fabric on the lengthy shelves
Travels far to distant lands.

With sincere apologies to
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
and The Village Blacksmith



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Apr 02 2012

Up in New York City, on 7th Avenue, I headed out to the BlogHer meeting.

This was it! It was BlogHer time. I got ready to hail a cab, or rather, the hotel concierge left the desk to hail one for me. I don’t know if it was my bungee-corded-tote-bagged-tag-along-suitcase or my gray hair, but everyone was very helpful as I moved toward the skyscraper where good things were sure to happen.

Starting up 7th Avenue to hail a cab.

That skyscraper was neat in and of itself. It had a uniformed doorman, just like on TV. As I waited for the elevator, the doorman and I talked. The same theme, I shared with many people I met, ran through the conversation. Somehow, everybody seemed to know I wasn’t from “The City” and wanted to know where I was from.

Everyone there must have ESP because there was absolutely NO OTHER way to know I was from out of town. And, once they determined I wasn’t from New York, they beamed from ear to ear letting me know they were and had been there all their lives. They were proud, very proud of their heritage, growing up in, what they call, the Capital of the World.

So, my mind was racing. I couldn’t wait to see who the other BlogHers were going to be. And, then, all of a sudden, we were together in one room! First I met Chelsey; then I met Sabrina; then I met Carol.  Now YOU can meet them as well!

First came Chelsey!

Chelsey Delaney is the young, quintessential New York
sophisticate that one thinks of when envisioning
being upwardly mobile in New York City.

High brow Chelsey Delaney was smooth, of course, because she actually lives in NYC. She was the first BlogHer I met and it was eerie because she knew of me from *reading BlogHer.* So, when Chelsey started speaking to me about familiar things, I was like a little kid, “Wow? How does she know that?” I was mystified, until I realized she had been reading my posts, because she knew I was coming to visit. I just didn’t know about her!

Chelsey appears on BlogHer as her web site name of SobSister. I was able to learn something new, looking that up, as a Sob Sister is 1) journalist who writes human-interest stories with sentimental pathos or 2) a persistently sentimental do-gooder. What a clever way for a writer, a young upwardly mobile writer, to present herself.

Chelsey and I had lots of fun talking before the others arrive. Super talented, Chelsey is into computer programming and has a fantastic web site and portfolio. But, of course, I was prejudiced, because I had brought along six antique sunbonnets, real ones worn by Sunbonnet Heroes in the Depression and on the farm. Chelsey had the good taste to make a fuss over them, laying them out on the conference room table and taking a photo, so I loved her right away, no turning back.

Then came Sabrina!

Sabrina has many interests and advocates modest dress
through her empowering web site, Slice of Lemon.

There are no effective words to describe Sabrina. Movie Star? Royalty? Nothing I can think of is adequate. This women commands attention when she enters a room, both for her beauty of spirit and elegance of dress. And why wouldn’t every women want to put her best feminine foot forward? Sabrina advocates Muslim women wearing the hijab, but insists there are ways to fashionably style and pin these cherished lengths of cloth.

Being with Sabrina that BlogHer Friday, throughout the morning and afternoon, I was thoroughly convinced she was right. Enjoying Sabrina’s web sites when I returned home, I learned much about fashion as it relates to Muslim women from the countries of India and Pakistan. It IS possible to wear the hijab under a sari and wear it well. It IS possible to have ornamental jeweled headpieces and wear the hijab. Also, it IS possible to wear magnificent dangle earrings with the hijab, if one knows how to pin. Sabrina shows all of this and more in videos on her two websites: Slice of Lemon and Newlyweds Dish. What a treat, watching Sabrina!

BTW, Sabrina has a post on the New York City, March 23, BlogHer get together, called Dance Recital.

Then I met Carol!

Carol Greenburg is a very popular speaker and advocate
for autism and Aspergers recognition and support.

When Carol arrived, I felt an immediate kinship as we were the only two in the room with gray hair. Carol was ready for laughs and pleasantly settled in with us. Although Carol has been diagnosed with adult autism/Asperger’s Syndrome, she was a convincing example that people, so diagnosed, can be proactive and productive. Witty and engaging, Carol is one of the co-editors of The Thinking Person’s Guide to Autism, (TPGA,) a book freshly published early this year and introduced on BlogHer.com.

Carol is quite active in defining autism and Asperger’s Syndrome not only because of her own diagnosis, but also because her son has autism. Carol is Executive Director of Brooklyn Special Needs Consulting, is a special education consultant and lay advocate in private practice serving the five boroughs of NYC and beyond. Carol is also the East Coast Regional Director of Autism Women’s Network. Carol is mentioned in a radio broadcast Autism Rates on the Rise that just aired a week after our NYC BlogHer meeting, on March 30, 2012,

Carol Greenburg is mentioned on Public Radio.

 

The most noticeable thing about these three BlogHer women?

What I soon noticed about these three BlogHer women, Chelsey, Sabrina and Carol, is that they are super-duper successful without posting on BlogHer. In fact, they didn’t seem to think they could take on the work of maintaining a regular BlogHer presence with everything else they have to do to maintain their web sites. So, right then and then, I appointed myself a committee of one to convince them to increase their presence on BlogHer and cross post their web sites.

I want to show them that no matter how much traffic they get to their sites, they’ll get much more by posting, Commenting and Chattering on BlogHer. Why, once we BlogHers can find them, we will read, shout out, Tweet, cross link and totally amaze them with the traffic we help them create. They can count on us! We are the BlogHer community!

I have GREATLY, unequivocally, increased traffic to my
web site, SunbonnetSmart.com, since posting to BlogHer.

Help convince Chelsey, Sabrina and Carol, we need to hear
from them on Blogher, which will take more people to their
outside web sites, than they EVER thought possible.

Please comment below and show them BlogHer love like
they’ve never seen it before!!

 

And I KNOW you want to know what we talked about in NYC.

Here’s a summary:

Great BlogHer minds working together.

 

NaBloPoMo April 2012

April 2 Poem

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Posting on BlogHer,
Means traffic for you!



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Mar 27 2012

Every now and then, little Sunbonnets get the most AMAZING e-mails.

On Wednesday, March 21, I was invited by BlogHer to meet with other BlogHers on Friday, March 23, in the Big Apple.

I have been encouraging BlogHers to get together in real life to enrich our virtual friendships, solidify our communications and bolster mutual support, but I didn’t expect to have to put my money where my mouth was so soon. They called my bluff. They asked was I into it? Or not? I decided I was in. The journey began.

Considering all of the fantastic women involved in BlogHer, though, how could I go wrong? I expected there would be no end to the wonderment and delight. Anyway, when I was invited to go by BlogHer High Command, how could I refuse? I was needed. I was on a mission.

Friday, March 23, was also my 20th wedding anniversary, so I spent a few seconds thinking about whether or not I should go, then it was “Hi-Ho-BlogHer-O, we’ll celebrate when I get back, honey! SEE ya!” as I ran to pack the suitcase.

New York, New York, crossroads of the world.

BlogHer had set the meeting for Friday morning in the Cheslsea district of New York City. Being centrally located for those of us in the mid-Atlantic region of the east coast, it was not a far stretch. And besides, I counted it as a “dry run” for getting up to BlogHer ’12 this summer. One thing to try out for sure was transportation. Before, when I’ve gone to NYC, I’ve flown the commuter flights, but with those TSA checks, I decided to try AmTrak and off I went on the Metro subway to Union Station in Washington, D.C. to catch the AmTrak Acela.

In only two hours and forty five minutes, I was in New York City at Penn Station, standing in the line waiting for a taxi to my hotel. The trip was so effortless, it was hard to believe I was there. With the AmTrak train charging up the east coast at 150 miles/hour, the time and four states just flew by.

Digital Still Life: Arrival at Four Points Sheraton in Chelsea.

When making reservations, it’s sure hard to know what you’re getting into. Even with the Internet and an army of Travelocity Gnomes, one never knows until one arrives just how the accommodations will suit. Well, if I had gathered a committee to pick a great Sunbonnet-friendly site, I couldn’t have done better.

There I was in the garment district, a fair slice of Heaven for a quilter. Shops of fabric, dress manikins and yes, there was even a quilt store and gallery across from the hotel. I was early enough to go shopping and it took a New York minute to select going to the quilt store as a first choice. But, first, I had to walk down the block and get a photo of St. Patrick’s Day balloons bravely flopping in the wind, tangled in a tree, on the Avenue of the Americas. It was SO NEW YORK, I couldn’t resist.

St. Patrick’s Day Balloons at 6th Avenue,
now officially called Avenue of the Americas.

Green foil shamrock balloons, probably left over from the Parade down 5th Avenue on March 17 were tangled in the trees giving testimony to NYC’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade. The New York City Parade is the oldest in the world, having started in 1762, and, as you can tell from their web site, it’s a really BIG deal.

Empty fabric boards in front of The City Quilter
quilt store tell of a prosperous fabric store.

Walking down the other side of the street from the hotel, I stalked my quarry, The City Quilter quilt store and The ArtQuilt Gallery NYC. What a bounty I found inside and what luck they were open until 7:00pm. In fact, I was so impressed by the floor plan, selection of fabrics, shop models and accessories, I have decided to do separate posts on the both shop and gallery.

I have to. It’s the only way to show off all the quilting paraphernalia I was able to enjoy last Thursday evening. Remember, I was a quilt shop business owner myself from 1982-1991, nine years, so I’ve been to a few quilt shops in my career. It is noteworthy, therefore, that I was very impressed by The City Quilter.

On the left, Penn Station and Madison Square Gardens
from the 11th floor of our BlogHer get together.

So, on Friday morning, it was almost time to meet everybody, the three BlogHers who agreed to get together, and I couldn’t have been more excited. After a short workout in the hotel gym, mentioning that for the diet conscious BlogHers with whom I usually comment back and forth as they will be proud of me, I packed my things and got ready to hail a cab to our meeting place.

My heart was beating a mile a minute as I “bag ladied” my stuff to 7th Avenue, hoping people didn’t think I was homeless. I was wondering the whole way as to why my “packing eyes” are always bigger than my “suitcase’s stomach.” The tote bag I bungee corded to the top of my tag along suitcase kept sliding to the side, looking anything but sophisticated. It was Sexless in the City, for sure. I was hoping that none of the BlogHers were watching.

But! I didn’t care. My “wardrobe rig” got me where I wanted to go and I was going to meet other Bloghers, what could be better? And meet other Bloghers I did.

It was so much fun and we had such a good time, that I’m going to have to continue this post to tell you who they were, next time….

NaBloPoMo March 2012



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