Running as if it Matters
I've been busy lately. Not that I"m not usually busy, (of course, I am) but lately, busier than I would like. I have just designed a new men's line of "neckwear" and "wristwear" which is now displayed in the London Hotel (previously the Bel Age in West Hollywood) and will be featured on the men's side of my website by early May. (hopefully) I have also been developing a new collection for women that I haven't named yet. Actually, I haven't thought of a name for the men's line either. I'm working on both, even as I'm sitting here. Still in the mode of considering my life ( and the lives of my friends and loved ones) refracted against the daily grind for the masses. Naturally, some days, I feel like one of the masses, others I feel grateful not to be one. The other night, walking the dog with my husband, (a nightly occurrence) I just spontaneously said, "I regret that we're not ultra rich, but I rejoice that we're not poor." Lately, that's my perspective. And there's always the unexpected death of a friend"s close friend (yesterday) that concentrates ones thoughts to the essential ones. The redundant, not so comforting anymore, counting one's blessings. Doesn't work like the charm it once did. Could be I'm getting older, or just wiser to the game of life. If you live long enough and pay attention, at times, a person can see 20 -20. Clearly, that is. Hard to keep these moments of clarity uppermost in your consciousness. But I try. It's time to inject my sense of humor into this un-commented-upon blog. I promise, for next time.