Babbling Brooklyn

Best song of the night from one of my favourite movies…

Celebrate Brooklyn.

Spent an amazing evening last night watching Beck play live in Prospect Park courtesy of Runa Tea (thanks Chris - new roomie). We were there earlier so grabbed the best seats in the house. It was a beautiful blue day, a balmy evening and an electric atmosphere.

Dancing to Beck covering Billie Jean and dancing around buoyed up on happiness made me feel very lucky to be in Brooklyn :-) 

Saw a man on the subway today, fresh as could be. The whitest sneakers, the most pristine basketball jersey bearing the name of his favourite team, the spotless New Era cap and…an army of tiny Corona beer lids twisted around each dreadlock to keep it in place. He was like a walking windchime. 

It’s hard to explain if you’ve never been to New York but THIS is exactly the reason I had to move back. 

After 16 months apart, Max & I have finally been reunited. Submitting our documents back in September, 9 months felt like an eternity. Having to provide further proof of our relationship (c’mon!) in March set us back a bit but finally Lady Luck was on our side and our application was approved  in April. Delivered to the US embassy in May, submitted more forms, paid more money and scheduled my medical in June and then FINALLY had my interview at the US embassy in July (after paying a little more money for the privilege!).

As I was discussing it with a friend, (just after the royal birth) I couldn’t help but draw the parallels with pregnancy. You wait for ages for anything to happen, then suddenly everything’s moving so fast and before you know it you have a baby! 

The thing you’ve been waiting for suddenly arrived and you’re totally clueless. By taking each day as it comes, you gradually find your feet and start a new adventure. 

Thank you all for your encouragement and support along the way - through the highs and the lows - I couldn’t have done it alone. 

Babbling Brooklyn is back and better than ever! 

New York loves you when you’re there, but doesn’t miss you when you’re gone.

—Dan Jones (Taaffe Manor housemate)

This American Life.

If you’ve never listened to This American Life, it’s hard to explain why it’s so great. Every week this radio programme based in Chicago chooses a theme and proceeds to tell stories of real people around that theme. The host, Ira Glass, has the most delicious voice, it’s listening to honey drip off a spoon. You know sometimes when the sound of somebody’s voice is so amazing, almost soporific, that you’re not even listening to what they’re saying?  But all you want them to do is keep talking, so you think of ways to continue the conversation even though you’re not listening to the answers… 

This is what listening to this radio programme is like. Except you are listening to the answers. In fact, you are completely hooked. Mesmerised by every word. 

All I can say is that you HAVE to listen to it. It will improve the quality of your life by 200%. If you like it as much as I do, please consider making a donation to secure the future of free downloads. You won’t regret it, in fact you’ll probably be entranced every week for the rest of your life. 

http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/492/dr-gilmer-and-mr-hyde

Our old neighbour from Carroll Gardens posted this saying it reminded him of the moment on the F train (our old local train) as you go above ground. If you’ve never gone further south on the F line than Carroll Street, I can highly recommend it. The view over Brooklyn is the stuff of dreams.

Paris je t’aime.

As if I need another reason! I bring you Nailmatic, selling non-toxic nail varnishes that are not tested on animals and all made in France. You wanna know the best part? They sell them from vending machines! Hell yes. 

The D&G show brought back vivid memories of a visit to the Cathedral of Santa Maria Assunta on the island of Torcello near Venice. As a massive fan of mosaics, living in Italy was amazing as they were everywhere, from the church down the road to Ravenna and beyond. But the cathedral at Torcello was the holy grain for me. A work of staggering beauty dating from the 12th century, it covers the whole wall of the church and depicts the Last Judgement.  I was mesmerized, absorbing each and every detail like a giant sponge (and I later wrote it all down so I would never forget it!).
I love how these tiny tiles of colors show such depth and detail and emotion. The meaning is never lost, regardless of whether you are really close up looking at one intimate detail or far away drinking in the whole picture. 

The D&G show brought back vivid memories of a visit to the Cathedral of Santa Maria Assunta on the island of Torcello near Venice. As a massive fan of mosaics, living in Italy was amazing as they were everywhere, from the church down the road to Ravenna and beyond. But the cathedral at Torcello was the holy grain for me. A work of staggering beauty dating from the 12th century, it covers the whole wall of the church and depicts the Last Judgement.  I was mesmerized, absorbing each and every detail like a giant sponge (and I later wrote it all down so I would never forget it!).

I love how these tiny tiles of colors show such depth and detail and emotion. The meaning is never lost, regardless of whether you are really close up looking at one intimate detail or far away drinking in the whole picture. 

Byzantine Princesses, Medieval Queens and Regal Red Warrior(esse)s marching into battle.

I tend to think of D&G as the upmarket version of Italians that love gold trainers. Slightly over the top and trashy but think they’re super stylish (we’ve all seen them!)

But here, showing at Milan fashion week for Fall/Winter 2013, I must eat my crown. Dolce & Gabbana at their Renaissance best, perfectly blurring the lines between art and fashion with these breathtakingly beautiful mosaic dresses. Viva Italia! 

Photos courtesy The Sartorialist.