Thursday, June 29, 2006
from a piece in the nyt about the fashion in 'devil wears prada':
"Did he hit his mark? To a point. But to the unforgiving eye of insiders who attended a flurry of advance screenings, Andy's swag-laden trip to the ball has about as much relation to reality as New York City does to Kankakee."
in fact, this very week I took two people who rarely leave the greater kankakee area to new york city for a short trip. I can tell you from my in-laws perspective, those two places have NOTHING in common. The rude NYC fashionistas totally panned my in-laws attire and pelted them with comments like, "where'd you get those cropped pants, northfield square mall." seriously though, my mother in law can make friends anywhere. within a few short hours in the big city, she was hanging out with David Carradine in the hotel lobby chatting about the kung fu days. the algonquin hotel was awesome, and I highly recommend it. the location is central, the rooms are quite comfortable, and the place oozes literary history. it was good enough for Dorothy Parker and William Faulkner; it's good enough for you.
one terrible thing happened on our otherwise wonderful trip. Hugsband's mom rode in a cab for the first time in her entire life. we made it about 4 blocks before the cab careened into a pedestrian, throwing her to the ground. not a good first experience.
"Did he hit his mark? To a point. But to the unforgiving eye of insiders who attended a flurry of advance screenings, Andy's swag-laden trip to the ball has about as much relation to reality as New York City does to Kankakee."
in fact, this very week I took two people who rarely leave the greater kankakee area to new york city for a short trip. I can tell you from my in-laws perspective, those two places have NOTHING in common. The rude NYC fashionistas totally panned my in-laws attire and pelted them with comments like, "where'd you get those cropped pants, northfield square mall." seriously though, my mother in law can make friends anywhere. within a few short hours in the big city, she was hanging out with David Carradine in the hotel lobby chatting about the kung fu days. the algonquin hotel was awesome, and I highly recommend it. the location is central, the rooms are quite comfortable, and the place oozes literary history. it was good enough for Dorothy Parker and William Faulkner; it's good enough for you.
one terrible thing happened on our otherwise wonderful trip. Hugsband's mom rode in a cab for the first time in her entire life. we made it about 4 blocks before the cab careened into a pedestrian, throwing her to the ground. not a good first experience.