snapped: tucked away with books is precisely where this woman wants to be…
Monday, May 31st, 2010
Monday, May 31st, 2010
Words cannot express how excited I was to see the Picasso exhibit at the MET. Years ago I suffered a deep lamentation because I’d missed the pivotal Picasso/Matisse exhibit when it showed at the temporary MOMA space in Queens. However, I felt assuaged whilst wandering the seemingly endless rooms of The Hermitage, for they housed [...]
Sunday, May 30th, 2010
Sometimes I go back, one year in ten, trying to find the woman I used to know. It’s odd to think of an amusement park being more than what it is – a fantastic, strange diversion. A house of horrors, a face contorted, a roller coaster that steals breath. But this place was once [...]
Sunday, May 30th, 2010
Who can honestly refuse a cookie? A crisp, buttery outer layer juxtaposed with a tender, unctuous center, I sometimes dream of a world of coconut cookies, towering pretzel croissants and luscious mixed berry muffins. Years ago, I encountered a woman who hadn’t tasted a baked good in over a decade, by choice. I was [...]
Saturday, May 29th, 2010
In Rome I was a nomad. I’d wake early and find my way to the nearest cafe, and, for the remainder of my day I would sample, taste, savor and indulge in delicately-flavored, delicious Northern Italian food. Amidst the seemingly endless amounts of gelato and sausage and fennel pizzas, it was the simplicity of [...]
Friday, May 28th, 2010
I know it sounds ominous, but I always think of Rosemary’s Baby when I’m passing the Time & Life Building. A gamine Mia Farrow with her Vidal Sassoon cut and her suffering, I was smitten with Polanski’s visual masterpiece, and with the stunning mod-chic fashion. Farrow was a woman with moxie, and I’ll always remember [...]
Friday, May 28th, 2010
Consider me a creature of culinary habit. Once I find a eatery worth patroning, I become addicted to it. Typically, it’ll take a crowbar and some Crisco to pry me away from one restaurant in an effort to try another.
I’ve been dining at Appertivo for the past two years, and I am positively [...]
Thursday, May 27th, 2010
We didn’t hear you coming. You’ve gone and done it again. Found us with the wires. We’re the tangled, ruinous kind, prone to electrocutions and surges of despair. The harvest left us ravaged, our hearts slouched out to pasture. We’re old-timers, card-players, retired. Crazy eights, sloe gin slur, and the like. We spent our lives [...]
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010
Tuesday, May 25th, 2010
Glam Beauty Director, India-Jewel Jackson is the kind of lady who will tell you about yourself to yourself. Her acerbic wit, fierce honesty and fashionable eye make her a woman worth knowing. After years of having friends that rivaled Russian novels, where there are always two faces and a double entendre, it’s a relief to [...]
Tuesday, May 25th, 2010
Amidst the bass-thumping music of A/X and the nearly-hallucinogenic frenzy of Forever 21, there lies a retail location that is acerbic, ultra-cool and rife with beautiful, wearable things. I’ve heard the murmurs that All Saints, a British high street shop, was making its way to Soho, but little did I know that the shop [...]
Monday, May 24th, 2010
Today marks another Odyssean journey of the sartorial sort: I’ve embraced all that is PINK. From a casual flirtation with mauves and soft feminine hues to a full-on, dare-to-wear situation, it’s come to this — a woman dons a hot pink dress and is besotted. Although today was a massacre, one could have envisioned [...]
Monday, May 24th, 2010
There comes a time when a woman has to make a commitment. She has to plunge her stake into the ground and fall deliriously and passionately into the arms of another. She must be unconditional in her love and not be lead astray by temptation. Today I made my bold declaration: all skin care [...]
Sunday, May 23rd, 2010
My dear and long-time friend, Wah-Ming, is one of the most luminous women I know. The depth of her writing and her commitment to it inspires me. Her tender compassion for her friends is unparalleled; she is one of the few with whom I can truly be myself. She is the sole writer to whom [...]

You are currently browsing the Felicia C. Sullivan weblog archives for May, 2010.