From Wikipedia
There is no English equivalent for the French word flâneur. Cassell's dictionary defines flâneur as a stroller, saunterer, drifter but none of these terms seems quite accurate. There is no English equivalent for the term, just as there is no Anglo-Saxon counterpart of that essentially Gallic individual, the deliberately aimless pedestrian, unencumbered by any obligation or sense of urgency, who, being French and therefore frugal, wastes nothing, including his time which he spends with the leisurely discrimination of a gourmet, savoring the multiple flavors of his city. (Cornelia Otis Skinner Elegant Wits and Grand Horizontals, 1962, Houghton Mifflin, New York)
Showing posts with label Central Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Central Park. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Summer Days, Summer Nights II
We picnicked out in Central Park for Shakespeare tickets last month. Waiting for standby tickets was a *much* better deal than waiting out all night for tickets at the Public!
There was only one lady ahead of us in line, although some of us ended up sitting all the way back in row W for the first half. Check out the "Who's your daddy" healdline in the ad in this picture of me.
Our neighbors in line, kickin' back.
Mina celebrated her birthday at the Soft Spot on June 16th.
Look at how happy Mina is for cupcakes!
Look at how happy I am for cupcakes.
I'm only posting this because Mina said it would make her happy (I find it a bit unflattering, go figure, although of course, it was my idea completely to pose this way). This one's for you Mina!
Later in the month, Julia and I got dressed up for Constance's going away party. As the invite suggested, we showed our love by dressing up as something beginning with "C." Constance was a canary, and there were cops, a cloud, Truman Capote and Coco Chanel, and my personal favorite, a compost heap. You may or may not recognized from Halloweens past:
Coyote
and Cat.
At least, that's how we started out the evening. By the end of a *very* fun night of drinking, dancing, and general merrymaking, we looked like this:
To see how we got this way, check this out (you'll have to scroll down for pictures of us getting sweaty on the dance floor and Eric Forman completely in mid-air).
The next day, I went to Prospect Park to meeet Mina, Tara, Bichthu and others for a picnic and a game of croquet. We wore white, of course, but what you can't see is my horrible hangover!!
There was only one lady ahead of us in line, although some of us ended up sitting all the way back in row W for the first half. Check out the "Who's your daddy" healdline in the ad in this picture of me.
Our neighbors in line, kickin' back.
Mina celebrated her birthday at the Soft Spot on June 16th.
Look at how happy Mina is for cupcakes!
Look at how happy I am for cupcakes.
I'm only posting this because Mina said it would make her happy (I find it a bit unflattering, go figure, although of course, it was my idea completely to pose this way). This one's for you Mina!
Later in the month, Julia and I got dressed up for Constance's going away party. As the invite suggested, we showed our love by dressing up as something beginning with "C." Constance was a canary, and there were cops, a cloud, Truman Capote and Coco Chanel, and my personal favorite, a compost heap. You may or may not recognized from Halloweens past:
Coyote
and Cat.
At least, that's how we started out the evening. By the end of a *very* fun night of drinking, dancing, and general merrymaking, we looked like this:
To see how we got this way, check this out (you'll have to scroll down for pictures of us getting sweaty on the dance floor and Eric Forman completely in mid-air).
The next day, I went to Prospect Park to meeet Mina, Tara, Bichthu and others for a picnic and a game of croquet. We wore white, of course, but what you can't see is my horrible hangover!!
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