I was riding the #4 Subway in NYC today when I took this photo of the commuters sitting side by side across from me. I was struck by the dichotomy of faces, each ensconced in their own daily business. This is the real America, a nation built on immigrant dreams. This city is a cornucopia of technical and creative talent who came here from distant shores using their unique skills to create a truly dynamic … Read More
From the time I was a little girl, I have clear
memories of my mother getting dressed in her girdle and stockings. It was, after all, the proper thing for a woman to wear and she tried vehemently to get me to comply, but alas, to no avail. I was not into control. I liked vintage, loose, and laissez faire. …