A few things that have rocked my world in the past couple of weeks:
DAVID SEDARIS (upper left)
My brother and sister got me and Jeremy tickets to see David Sedaris for Christmas. His reading wasn’t until April so when it was time to see him live it felt like Christmas all over again.
When Jeremy and I were honeymooning in Taos, NM he came down with appendicitis. I drove his sad, pale and sweaty, writhing-in-pain, slipping in-and-out of consciousness self straight to the ER just blocks from our house – it was a long 9 hours and I found company in Ira Glass, and his contributors (including David Sedaris), of This American Life. Hearing his voice in real life was surreal and brought me back to that long drive home. But more importantly it reminded me that our lives are really nothing more than a book of short stories – here’s to making it entertaining.
PLAY DEAD (upper right)
My brother got us tickets to Play Dead – a frightening Off-Broadway show directed by Teller (of Penn & Teller) and featuring Todd Robbins. Todd Robbins is a sideshow fixture who Donny has had the pleasure of working with a few times – Donny looks up to him a great deal and was flattered when Todd called out his name during the show. Apparently, some of Donny’s fans were in the audience and were even more excited that THE Donny Vomit was there too.
Play Dead was unlike any other theater experience I’ve had before. It was beyond entertaining and inspiring. If you’re in NYC any time soon definitely check it out.
BILL CUNNINGHAM NEW YORK (bottom)
Jeremy and I, along with my sister, saw Bill Cunningham New York at the Oklahoma City Museum of Art (I always feel so classy and cultured when I see movies there). And you guys, this documentary was amazing. It was especially interesting to see after following street style blogs like The Sartorialist and Garance Dore for years. Bill Cunningham was a pioneer when it comes to documenting street style and you couldn’t write a better character. Go see this immediately.
After the movie we went down the hall to the George Nelson exhibit. The furniture, clocks and print design all made my heart go pitter-patter in a major way.