Archive for the ‘ART’ Category

September. New York City. 2013. Life is just like this now. Grand Pagentry inside and out. Updates coming soon. In the meanwhile, please see two new pages of my latest styling work: STYLE: PEOPLE (before and AFTERS!) and STYLE: THINGS. See you soon! I promise! and…many thanks for following, supporting, cheering me on and the […]


It was a very Film Blanc et Noir winter fed by Netflixing my favorite old movie stars on cold nights. In narly 1950’s sandals and twinkling sunshine, I raced with Mama Sophia’s 10 kids on twisting strada di Napoli and later Ferrari whipped around Roma in Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow. I flinged with Almodovar, stuck my nez in […]


 DO NOT BE SAD! As we barrel towards “Doomsday,” December 22, 2012, “Life is a Cabaret” is the mood du jour. Let’s face it. Frankenstorms. Elections. Drones. Body Politics. Everyday life. Doomsday could be anyday, anywhere. No doubt, there will always be a “Next Day of The Life,” n’est-ce pas? With some humor, some play, some artful […]


Open Up Now. This won’t hurt a bit. More voices than any time on this planet’s history are chattering away 24, 7. Listening 99% of the time or listening to the 99% is seemingly impossible. And yet…we all have at least a 1% “feeling” of the import of all this chatter, this Possibility Inherent in […]


spring is kickin’ up! In the country, fresh shoots of green sprouts packed with new beginnings and nutrients are like a delicious drug or tonic to animals, making lambs frolic and life bucolic. In the city, the busy schedules are balanced by more non-linear kicking and romping, experiencing the city in sweet warmer weather, more […]


top image Fiona Fraser, bottom image Adventure Time, Beautopia January. Jaded and cold New York City slicker, tonight, I am slanketed, snuggilicious like a Suburbanite, way down, down, down under my down coverlets in the depths of my past. Crystal ball says: I see my first boyfriend at age 14, a sweet, golden, hippie mop-haired […]


One fine day, two people simultaneously searched in Google: “angry sex with my running partner in a café restroom.” “Hey Persephone, how can I find the holy grail?”   both queries which led to this very blog you are reading now. What people surf for in search of transcendance as we enter 2012 is not […]