Let me start with a recommendation of what NOT to do when you are in New York. Don’t go to Vu Hair at the Peninsula Hotel. DON’T!!!!  Do. Fucking. Not!!! Getting my hair cut in New York has always been a treat for me. I try to go somewhere special. It’s a little way I like to spoil myself. This time I was trying a lovely sounding salon on the 22nd floor of a grand hotel. It got great Yelp reviews. I was excited. Well… Moi was in for a nasty surprise. ScissorHands did not listen to me when I told him what I wanted: three to four inches off the bottom and layering on the side.  Instead, my almost waist long hair (when straightened) was hacked to little more than shoulder length (a good 8 inches off). I was devastated. Into the lobby bathroom I went, where I cried for about twenty minutes — well, if you are going to cry like a big baby, it might as well be in some fancy bathroom. It heightens the drama. Am I right?

I always thought my hair was the most special part of me, the thing that made me pretty. My hair has always been long. From childhood, I have associated long hair with beauty. So to have it chopped so significantly… it was both shocking and somewhat devastating. It’s just hair, I know, but somehow the end result felt so brutal. Yeah, yeah, “it will grow back,” they tell me, like this is going to make things better. IN A FUCKING YEAR!!!! I now feel as attractive as a sack of potatoes.  Maybe I shouldn’t be so vain. I am more than what I look like. I know that. But even now as I write, I’m still upset about it. Traumatic.

Fuck that though. I’m still gonna roll like a gangsta. Shitty hair be damned. I shall move from the worst part of my vacation to the best. I saw my first ever concert. Going to see Florence + The Machine was the main reason for my trip. I didn’t know what to expect. Yeah, I could have seen her closer to home, but why would I do that when I could see her in Brooklyn? Makes no sense. Was it weird that I was going alone? Maybe a little, huh? I was nervous. Dealing with the unknown is always a little scary for me, but at the same time, I try to be brave. I don’t want life to pass me by. Was I going to stick out like a sore thumb? Was it going to be just completely and utterly awkward? 

Actually my dears, it was awesome. Ah Florence… could I possibly be more in love? Words don’t describe it. Her angelic aura, her super powerful voice, the way she danced in her diaphanous gown and bare feet, her beautiful bright spirit that lit up the Barclay Center. She is just so utterly lovely. Mostly she sang songs from her newest release, “High as Hope,” but there were some of her beloved classics too. Magical my lovelies, magical. I sang (yes, me!) … I even danced (if you could call it that). It was so special, a memory I will cherish forever.

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Of course there was plenty of eating. You know how I do, dollies. But I mostly stuck with my old favorites, so I am not going to bore you with stuff I’ve already written about previously. Suffice it to say, weight was surely gained. Need a fat ass to balance my awkward coiffure, methinks. And then there was the street art.

I found five Invader pieces to add to Moi collection. That always thrills me to bits.

And then I have some other beauties to share…

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Gumshoe Art, aka Angela China
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Public art installation by Derek Fordjour
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Piece by Buff Monster, Brooklyn
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D*Face — somewhere of off Lafayette and Broome Street

One of my favorite posts on my blog  is 100 Things I love. It’s so important to never forget all the good things, of which there are so many. I have been having some very dark days, but I know that everything is going to be okay. I will get through it, and I will come out of this better than ever. This I know. I have to trust that whatever has happened, happened for my greatest good. In the meantime, there are so many good things to focus on. Let’s  start with 100 …

  1. Walking barefoot in the grass
  2. My job. Yep, completely true. I may complain at times, but I know that this is one of my greatest blessings.
  3. The Owl and the Pussycat — something that my grandfather used to read me.
  4. Knowing undoubtedly, that no matter what cruelty there exists, that it is outweighed by kindness. Not just a by a little, but exponentially.
  5. When it’s raining, but I’m dry and cozy.
  6. Binge watching a really excellent series on Netflix. GLOW is my drug of choice at the moment. It’s fun and frivolous with lots of cool songs from the 80s.
  7. Fridays
  8. Making choices from a place of love rather than fear.
  9. Art that makes me feel something
  10. Grilled cheese sandwiches: that moment when you cut it in half and pull the two pieces apart, watching the cheese stretch.
  11. Kind shoulders to cry on for those days that u need one.
  12. Pay checks
  13. When a man holds the door open for me.
  14. Plane journeys
  15. A good conversation. It’s an art. So many people are surprisingly under skilled in it.
  16. The Classic Gateway Theater in Ft Lauderdale, in all its retro chic glory.Screen Shot 2017-08-05 at 10.57.27 AM
  17. When people have a smile in their voice. I wonder if there is a word for that. There should be.
  18. When I get recognition for something I did right at work.
  19. Birthday cake
  20. Accessories, especially shoes. They don’t care if my ass looks less than ideal.
  21. Adventures
  22. Treating myself to an overpriced goodie “just because”
  23. When someone gives me their undivided attention
  24. Leaving my comfort zone and proving to myself I am capable and stronger than I knew
  25. Having choices
  26. Calling in sick from work and going to the mall
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  28. When you realize that life goes on despite losing that person who you didn’t think you could live with out.
  29. Smiles from strangers and being brave enough to smile back (for shy people, sometimes this does require bravery).
  30. The Kindness Rock Project. I learned about this from one of my customers. I thought it was such a beautiful concept. I’d love to find one, and I’m inspired to make a few. 
  31. My new friend MJ. I don’t meet friends that often, so our new friendship is very special to me. We have so much in common. She is Birdy’s brother’s widow.  I simply adore her. 
  32. Old friends, the ones that stick around and stand the test of time.
  33. Blackened grouper tacos by the water at Jimbo’s SandbarThe feeling of hope.
  34. Instagram: if you are not following me, what are you waiting for?
  35. When goodies come in the mail
  36. Knowing “I can handle it.” That never used to be the case.
  37. Generosity of spirit
  38. Moments of synchronicity
  39. Chris Rock. I saw him at The HardRock in March. I think he is one of the funniest comedians out there.
  40. Sitting outside on the porch reading a good book or flipping through a magazine
  41. Days when I go shopping and lots of cool clothes fit me … and I have the money to buy them.
  42. The Law of Attraction
  43. Being brave
  44. Letting go
  45. Conversations so enthralling that you don’t even notice the passage of time
  46. Rago shapewear: it hides a multitude of sins. Muffin tops are now a thing of the past. They may not appeal to everyone’s taste lookswise, but these put Spanx to shame.
  47. When the tables turn and you are now in the position of power …. Soooo yummy! 
  48. When I can get away with being a slacker
  49. Gifts with purchase
  50. Authentic connections
  51. Standing up for myself
  52. Fantasizing about my next epic binge Untitled
  53. French toast at the Landmarc in New York
  54. When someone makes me smile so much that I feel like my face is going to crack
  55. The moments when I feel my power, and a secret smile comes over me.
  56. Ice cream sundaes at uber cute The Sugar Bowl in Scottsdale, AZ.
  57. Getting a bargain on something gorgeous. Did I ever tell you that I am a bargain hunting goddess?!?! Yep. Totally true.
  58. Laundry when it is fresh from the drier. It’s clean and warm and it smells so good.
  59. Nice colleagues, it makes the day go by so much better. I’ve been so completely blessed in this department
  60. Florence + the Machine. Florence is a queen.
  61. Getting lost and finding wonderful places in the process. 
  62. My Fitbit. It changed the way I live. I do tons of walking now, I get out into the sunshine, and it even inspired me to start taking vitamins now that I’m going to be all healthy and shit.
  63. Being in a position to give
  64. Uplifting quotes, I collect them.963af50b626ee0bf58bcb455a3cfde0e
  65. I recently discovered the awesomeness that is Carla Harris. The woman is a powerhouse. She has such good, strong, positive energy. She talks a lot about business, but I find that her pearls of wisdom can be used for a lot more than  climbing the corporate ladder.
  66. Getting my hair done at a fancy salon.
  67. The Guerrilla Girls
  68. Those who are brave enough to dream despite having fallen
  69. Feather blankets, one day I shall have one.
  70. Alphonso mangoes — unfortunately not something I’ve ever seen in the US, but it is probably the most Devine fruit I’ve ever tasted.
  71. People who genuinely want to see you do well in life.
  72. Paintings by Edward Hopper — especially his paintings of women.f56e83ede92a459ec8823934fa812bc3
  73. Listening to my horoscope (sometimes I refer to it as my “horrorscope.”) I’m not sure if I believe it, but it sure is amusing to me.
  74. Handsome man candy
  75. Decluttering: my room, my heart, and my head.
  76. Celebrating my birthday in Paris this year with my very dear friend.
  77. Layering my face in tons of $800 face creme at the duty free shop in Paris before returning home on my flight back to America. I’m so naughty … but my skin looked great and hydrated, so not sorry.
  78. Ladybugs
  79. Robert Indiana’s love sculptures. I look for them whenever I travel somewhere new.Screen Shot 2017-08-05 at 10.51.11 AM
  80. That feeling I get when I know I’ve helped someone.
  81. Ralph Smart / Infinite Waters
  82. Moments when I am wrapped in perfect peace
  83. Sing Street, a great movie. 
  84. Butterflies: I asked the Universe for a sign, and she returned me the butterfly I asked to see. Since then I’ve been seeing quite a few. Tons actually.
  85. Bookstores
  86. Airline credit: enough to book a mini getaway to NYC methinks! Fingers are itchy to book my next adventure. This time I think I might explore Brooklyn a little.
  87. Carb loading — and no, I’m not an athlete. I’m just a piggy.
  88. Writing in my gratitude journal.
  89. Kind gestures: making them and receiving them.
  90. When someone from afar reached out to me to remind me that they still have my back.
  91. Seeing the Eiffel Tower glitter in the dark. It’s nothing short of magic.c15bb630ba0733c7685d578f83d7bd4d--eiffel-tower-lights-eiffel-towers
  92. Being able to extract the beautiful memories from my past relationships and learning to focus on those good parts. Inside the pain, you can always find some beauty if you look hard enough.
  93.  Yoga. I used to do it when I lived in London, and now I’m taking it up again. I did my first yoga class yesterday. 
  94. Constantly coming closer to the core of my authenticity. With every year that passes, I become more and more myself, and I really love who that person is.
  95. Jim Carey. Not because he is funny, but because of this
  96. I was issued a corporate credit card … wow, like I’m a business woman or something! I wonder if I’ll get the chance to use it.
  97. Those intrinsic things about individuals that make us unique. They are our special gifts that can never be stolen.
  98. My unbreakable heart.
  99. Over priced candles for bubble bath experiences.
  100. Love

There is so much to love. I am making myself ready to be able to love even more. That’s partly why I exist I think: to love, to appreciate and take joy in all these wonderful things, and then to discover even more to love. I can think of nothing better. Truly.

What do you love? I invite all my readers to take up this challenge with me and name 100 things that you love too. You would be surprised by the magic that results. I genuinely believe if we are greatful, we attract more things to be greatful for. It’s basic Law of Attraction daaahlings, and this stuff works. Send me a link so I can check yours out if you decide to do a list of your own.

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“Be Brave” by Tracy Emin

Life has been quiet, but good. After Birdy I decided I’d give up on dating for the moment. I am trying to teach myself to be happy on my own, and I think I’m doing a really decent job. I definitely need a time out from men and the roller coaster of feelings that they seem to be accompanied by. I know a good reason that I have sought love with such desperate fervor in the past was about escapism (watch this video on YouTube, it says it all). It’s time to deal with myself. I’m keeping myself in good spirits all on my own these days (well… most days), and some nice little things have been happening along the way.

  • I  had an evaluation at work. I did well, and even ended up with a teeny tiny raise! I was not expecting that at all. I am growing ever more confident in my job, despite the craziness.
  • Two men called me beautiful. What can I say? It always feels good to get a compliment, even if I’m not interested in dating. Back when I was married I lived quite an isolated life. I never got male attention, so I am still finding it to be a fun novelty.
  • I’m dealing with far fewer negative emotions. For the most part, I am  happy and peaceful. That’s saying a lot actually. I listen to happy music. I read happy books. I do my best to fill my head with good thoughts. I sit in the sun (with SPF on of course). I treat myself kindly. I am on a constant mission to fill my cup with good things. I think at some point I really got depleted… but that is turning around.

I have one main goal, despite my various New Years resolutions: being happy and at peace.  Nevertheless, I am working on that resolution stuff too. As of February 1st I have begun my Diet Coke detox. I’m not going cold turkey, I’m phasing it out. It’s only been a few days, but it has been much easier than I thought. I haven’t gotten any withdrawal headaches like I’ve gotten during previous attempts. I’m trading in my daily bottle for two cups of hot lemon water on Monday-Friday. I will still indulge on the weekend, and then next month I’ll tighten that up some more. Let’s see how it goes. I love feeling like I’m getting all the nasty chemicals out of my system. I also love not being on birth control anymore. My skin is starting to look so much better, and I don’t have any wired stuff going on with my period anymore. I’m just as I should be.

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I don’t sometimes jump when I get a text message, hoping that Birdy realized he made a mistake, that I’m a pretty awesome woman after all. No, I haven’t gotten a text like that. Instead I see my iPhone’s wall paper with a message I left for my own self. It say “be brave.” 

My favorite red hair quote, by Sylvia Plath.
My favorite red hair quote, by Sylvia Plath.

I remember the day very clearly when I found out that my parents were going to get a divorce. I was twelve. We were at my grandparent’s house. My grandfather took me aside and and gave me the news. Although I cant remember exactly what he said, I do remember him hugging me, and this unbearable grief that crawled into my heart and rested there like a heavy black lump of grief. I remember the big fat tears as they slid down my face. Till this day, when I remember it, I am not 100% sure that all of those tears were mine. I actually think that some of them were my grandfather’s tears (which fell on to my face as he hugged me).

That was back in 1987. We had VCRs back then. My grandfather used to record movies and stuff for my sisters and I to watch to keep us busy and entertained while we were visiting. That day, it was the complete first series of Anne of Green Gables. Despite the deeply solemn atmosphere of the day, I became completely enraptured by the lovely Anne Shirley. In fact, I think I fell just a little bit in love with her. I dare say, she was my first girl crush.

There was something about Anne that resonated with me in a way that bordered on magical. She was smart, she was beautiful, she had heartache and poetry in her soul. She was my kind of girl. In many ways, she was me, just better. Although Anne is a completely fictional character, she was real to me. She had the power to distract me from the pain of my parents’ divorce — even if it was only for a few hours. I will always be grateful to her for holding my hand during the most difficult hours of my early years.

Anyway, that was the day that I decided that I wanted to have red hair, just like Anne did. Although Anne doesn’t like her fiery locks whatsoever (she grew into it later though), I thought they were stunning. And you know what? Apparently Mad Man’s bombshell Christina Hendricks, a very popular model called Karen Elson, also took to Anne as their source of inspiration when it came to hair color.

Now let me be frank here, my hair isn’t actually red. Its more of a dark brown with a reddish tone. You can only really appreciate my hair’s color if the sun is out, or when I am under certain types of light. I am naturally a very dark brunette, and without bleaching my hair, I could never actually be a true redhead. But I adore the red hue which I have developed after many years of applying Feria’s “Cherry Crush” (R57). It makes me feel pretty.

Today I shall share with you some of my favorite pictures of red haired wonders. I hope you enjoy them.

Rosie Huntington-Whiteley as a stunning redhead
Rosie Huntington-Whiteley as a stunning redhead
"The Accolade" by Edmund Blair Leighton.  Red haired women with long luxuriant hair were a common theme in Pre-Raphealite art.
“The Accolade” by Edmund Blair Leighton. Red haired women with long luxuriant hair were a common theme in Pre-Raphealite art.
Lily Cole, one of my favorite beauties.
Lily Cole, one of my favorite beauties.
A beautiful mermaid who looks remarkably like how my mother looked many years ago (minus the tail), by John William Waterhouse.
A beautiful mermaid who looks remarkably like how my mother looked many years ago (minus the tail), by John William Waterhouse.
The one and only Anne Shirley, the one who started it all for me.
The one and only Anne Shirley, the one who started it all for me.

Ever since I knew about it, I wanted to go to Wynwood (in Miami) to see the street art, but without a car, that proved near impossible. I figured how how to make the journey using public transportation, and it would have taken me about 3 hours (each way!), so I had to file that one away… until I bribed someone into it. Please, don’t ask LOL! I do not regret it though.

Wynwood is freaking awesome! You would not believe the intense concentration of eye candy. I was in Heaven snapping pictures and enjoying all the colors and imagery. It is an absolute feast for the eyes. And of course there was food for the belly too… this is Caroline we are talking about after all—and in my book, fun without food thrown into the mix is kind of unheard of. A stop at the famed Joey’s was most definitely in order. Well, if it’s good enough for Beyonce and Jay-Z, I suppose I can slum it too, eh? Please, who am I kidding, these days I am no stranger to Walmart. Do you know the cool thing about street art though? It’s completely free, so splurging on a gourmet pizza wasn’t too much of an expense. What a great day out! I can’t wait to go back. Wynwood is my new favorite hangout.

I took so many cool pictures, but my camera ran out of battery way before I was done. I wonder what kind of bribe I’ll have to offer for my next visit *shudder*.

Below is just some of the awesomeness available:

Let's start with a rendering of my soul sister, Frida Kahlo.
Let’s start with a rendering of my soul sister, Frida Kahlo.

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An artist at work
An artist at work

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My favorite piece, by  305 Kid. And you know what is way cool? I Instagramed this, and he actually "liked" my photo!
I will end with my favorite piece. The artist is called  305 Kid. And you know what is way cool? I Instagramed this, and he actually “liked” my photo! If you haven’t added me on Instagram, please do, I am remarkably friendless LOL.
Gorgonzola Tartufata pizza at Joey's (my picture came out crap, so I am
Gorgonzola Tartufata pizza at Joey’s (my picture came out crap, so I am “borrowing” this one from miaminewtimes.com

I had the Gorgonzola Tartufata pizza. It had a nice amount of strong but delicious gorgonzola cheese, walnuts (which were a surprising but lovely addition), truffle oil,  topped off with arugala. The ingredients were top notch, and they were not stingy with the toppings. The base was ultra thin and very crispy around the edges. The flavors were excellent, but being the notorious complainer that I am, if I had to mark it down, the base could be a bit more substantial to deal with the heft of the toppings which are apt to make a pizza soggy in a most swift and unfortunate manner ;). I’d surely have it again, but I wouldn’t make a special trip for it. I would, however, love to try some of the other goodies that Joey’s has to offer. Well, okay, so I actually I had desert too. It was a homemade pear upside down tart. There was a very strong honey flavor to it, which I adored, but aside from that, it did not have the wow factor for me.

More photos are available on my Instagram page if you want to check them out.