When I was little and thought of myself as a grown lady, I imagined high heels, hips to put in a tight but modest dress and a nice matching pocket book filled with tissues, gum, and assorted other handy items for emergencies that I would readily hand out to kind strangers if asked. Now that I'm over 50 it's all gone terribly off course. I haven't wore a shoe without a rubber sole in years, don't carry a purse and not being one to share much of anything naturally, I tend to horde my gum like it was the last morsel on earth. When women at work ask if anyone has gum, I stand silent.
When P was given tickets for his birthday to see Bonnie Prince Billy at Town Hall I was very excited to see a live show in a great theatre that boasts no bad seats. We'd seen Loretta Lynn, Merle Haggard and Kris Kristofferson there and it was always magical. It's an event.
And a rare attempt to look decent. I ended up wearing my traditional Midwestern chic which consists of most flattering pair of clean jeans with a pretty blouse and for summer, a nice wedge heal and jewelry. I took great detail with the extras like hair and nails. I smelled nice and really tried to keep smiling and looking alert so my face didn't resemble my dads like it tends to do at the end of the night. Basically I looked the best that I could given my limted resources.
We took our friend to Republic in Union Square since it was close to P's work and we love it anyway. But I did take the liberty of ordering something new, Grilled Chicken with Pesto
black rice, tomato, cucumber, corn, snow peas, mint, shallots, aged vinegar dressing, sesame seeds.
black rice, tomato, cucumber, corn, snow peas, mint, shallots, aged vinegar dressing, sesame seeds.
The show was different than anything I'd seen in quite awhile. I felt like I was in the 60's in some small bar in the village. Then at other times it was whacked out folky stuff that I can't quite relate to. But mainly it was impressive and sincere, never boring and every musician on the stage was real. An intellectual sort of audience but still I was super happy to be there and was so proud to see a Kentucky boy up there almost berating all the well read New Yorkers.
J got a last minute ticket to the show to join us and it turned out to be a super nice night out. Maybe I'm not what I dreamed I'd be as a little girl but when forced, I can manage to clean it up and dust it off, polish it up a bit once in a blue moon.
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