Attorney, artist, professional (va)(stay)cationer
How about we… Have pre-dinner dessert at Donut Plant, share small (and large) plates at Bacaro, then see where the LES takes us.
How about we… Tour the Brooklyn Brewery, take each other on at Brooklyn Bowl, then end up with greasy BBQ and beer at Fette Sau.
How about we… Check out the Cindy Sherman retrospective at the MoMA, then follow it up with drinks and discussion at The Modern.
An awesome place I've visited:
The dusty antique shops, artist-owned batik galleries, and beautiful beaches of Melaka, Malaysia. Oh, and serving Japanese vegan noodles (while monitoring sumo wrestling) at an awesome theme camp at Burning Man.
My perfect Sunday:
Sleep. Sunday Styles. Salacious stories over bloodies at brunch. Shopping. Super early disco nap. Friends & family fun, far too late into the evening.
The movie I've watched the most times:
Probably Auntie Mame with Rosalind Russell. Or It's a Wonderful Life. Really. Also up there? Watership Down, The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Princess Bride, In the Mood for Love, Star Wars, The Last Unicorn, Nowhere, Go, A Clockwork Orange... and My Best Friend's Wedding, which my mom and I have watched over homemade chocolate chip cookies on many an evening...
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
Once upon a time, a busy, busy, dancing, singing, writing, learning, reading, acting, painting (procrastinating) overachiever survived the mean streets of the suburbs and thrived in the city. She painted at Penn, partied in Chicago, and played (oh, and studied the law) at Harvard, before diving into NYC, where she floated among adventures, big personalities, and brunch dates... [insert more]... and, of course, she lived happily ever after.
My first concert / My dream concert:
First? Bryan Adams in an arena in Pittsburgh with my mom, aunt, and childhood best friend. Best? Oh, so many. Perhaps Peaches dangling from the rafters at a small venue in Chicago; Bjork anywhere; MIA at SOB's years and years ago; The Cure, also years ago; Scissor Sisters at Terminal 5; LCD Soundsystem's final show at the same location;... and oh so many illicit "events" in warehouses and fields and downstairs rooms... Dream? Oh, hm... let me get back to you. On a realistic level, perhaps Pulp, which I've loved for years. On a perhaps unrealistic level, I'm thinking of fabulous dreamy evenings in the late 90s in wooded clearings with thumping bass and love all around... :P
Obscure knowledge I possess:
I'm weirdly good at short-term memorization, so I've possessed a ton of obscure knowledge in the past -- all forgotten now of course. Just making room for more. ;-)
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Are truly quirky.
For me, a first date no-no is:
Nothing. As in, no rules. As a rule, I don't have "no-nos."
What I would bring to show and tell:
Tbh, I'd probably pick up something random along the way to the presentation and make up some fabulous and magical story about it that would make it seem incredibly special and perfectly chosen...
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
Don't. I have too many stories. Stop me. :P
I secretly want to be:
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
More and more and more. Oh, and more than that.
An infatuation of mine:
Painting, pink, politics, pop, playing, parties... and some not-so-shiny things too. Fruit Roll Ups. Johnny Cash. Halloween. Andy Warhol. Oscar Wilde. Video games. Faulkner. Paris and Pittsburgh. Gossip. Yoga. Rothko. Mindfulness. Sex Pistols. Steelers. Glitter....
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Strap a travel easel to my back and head out to conquer (and paint) the world.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
I'm a little too sensitive. Be gentle.
I want to come home to: