Now that I’m juggling two different guys, my life has gotten pretty crazy. That plus my new job (YAAY! No more crazy Monday mornings!), I feel like I have zero time for myself… or for filling you ladies in. So, here we go… Starting with the shady comedian, he is still in my life. I tried to push him out but that personality and smile of his reeled me back in. Dang it! The dates are always so fun too. I mean, downtown cocktails in little hidden gems, going on his rounds of shows for a night, and even his friends are so fun to hang with. They are also comedians so the entertainment is constant. And not just any group of comedians, I’m talking SNL currents and alum. Wow. How can a girl leave that?
And then there is the hottie from New Years… such a sweet sweet guy. My first date with him included a greeting with flowers, a dinner at my favorite restaurant (that he remembered me mentioning from our first time meeting), and then a couple of cocktails shared on the rooftop of a luxe downtown hotel. Again, wow. Talk about sweeping a gal off her feet! And, ladies, it doesn’t stop there… each date becomes even more amazing. There was a time I literally felt drunk from amazement that a man like Jason truly exists!
Now, here we go with the over analysis of the situation… I’m in awe of all that Jason does, what he says, his manly yet beautiful face… but my messed up heart does not swoon for the prince charming. Instead, it is the shady comedian that I pretty much know is seeing other girls (which is fine, because I am seeing other guys… but HE doesn’t know that?!) and tends to flake on me bi-weekly… my heart soars for him. WHY does this always happen? WHY?
Ugh! So the dates continue with both of them, but one of them has GOT to go, and fast. This gal cannot maintain the dating rampage! I’m worn out! Oh, ladies… I will keep you posted!
XO
Violet
I was enthusastic yet anxious to attend Jane Birkin’s concert Feb 12th at the French Institute Alliance Française in the city. Enthuastic because Jane Birkin is a fashion icon and muse over the decades to some of the best fashion designers and musicians, including Serge Gainsbourg of course. Anxious because I didn’t know quite what to expect sitting in a small, intimate theater listening to lyrics sung in French. What I found out is that her voice was whispery and almost frail sounding, which matches her waif-like figure and cropped pixie hair style. I was not expecting her to wear mens baggy tweed trousers with a suede keeper, a loose untucked white button down shirt with the sleeves half rolled/shoved up her thin arms, a matching tweed unbuttoned vest, and a loose tie. The masculininty and oversized garments accentuated her ultra petite frame. However, despite her initial appearance and the sound of her voice, what became clear throughout the concert was her strength and openess to the human experience. She pulled the audience in close to her heart, showing her vulernability and the humaness we all share. 
