A few weeks ago, I received a call from my book publicist. He told me that he had just given my agent’s phone number to somebody at Town and Country magazine. Town and Country had an idea for me, he said. He actually used the word “collaboration.” It was something they wanted me to write. They would be in touch by the end of the day
My first thought was that Town and Country wanted me to write an article for them. But why wouldn’t they just contact me directly? And why did they use the word “collaboration” and want to speak with my agent? Suddenly, I knew what they were after. Town and Country wanted me to write a column for them. A regular column in which I would cover all my exciting goings on in town…and in the country. It would be sort of like this blog – but I would get paid. A lot.
I actually rushed out and bought Town and Country, and after leafing through its glossy pages, I realized why they wanted me. They needed me. This is one dull magazine. Where to Shop, Where to Stay, What to Buy – do people even care about stuff like that anymore? No, thought I, they most certainly do not.
I was then stricken with this toxic combination of self-delusion and self-glorification that was escalating by the second and making it hard for me to sit still. The publishers of Town and Country needed somebody to change the whole tone of the magazine and they knew just the gal to do it. With a zippy column penned by me, about the really important things in the Town (where you can safely lock your bike, best dog parks, cool movie premieres) and the Country (horses, dogs,attack sheep, cool author interviews) they would have to brace themselves for the swelling circulation, the demands for space from advertisers and the need to start throwing an annual Town and Country Oscar party, hosted by … well, me!
Everywhere I looked I saw an idea for my column. Everyone I spoke to became interesting future interviewees for my column. Oh, my column. My beautiful, beautiful column.
Well, the day ended with no call from my agent (whom I, of course had alerted to be on standby for their call).
The next day, still no call.
About a week later, I received a call from a friend in my town who is also a writer. She was writing a piece for Town and Country! Could she possibly have a photographer take photos of me riding my horse in Steep Rock for her piece?
So, they didn’t really want me to write a column. I found out from a friend that Town and Country was looking for names of writers in the area, to write this piece, and my name was one. My friend was the other.
I’m not exactly in a shame/self-loathing spiral. It’s more like a little shame/self-loathing curtsy.
Well, yesterday, I had to leave the country to go to the town. I took a few photos with my iphone so that I could fool around with the photo placement capabilities of the new blog format. I like how you can place them side-by-side.
I took the photo to the right while driving over my “Bridge of Sighs.” It’s the bridge I must drive over every time I enter or leave our area. I always sigh at the beauty of the lake, whenever I cross it, though it does have a rather spooky history.
When I arrived in the city I took a picture of the George Washington Bridge. Entering Manhattan, the way I do, on the Westside Highway has got to be the most beautiful drive into any American city. The mighty Hudson is on your right, the George Washington Bridge looms ahead, and if you’re stuck in traffic, you can watch the trucks and cars crossing its span, carrying cargo and executives and musicians and waitresses and maybe even a writer or two into and out of the city. There are massive barges being guided up and down the river by tugboats. There’s a boat basin where sailboats bob up and down during nicer weather and there’s even a little lighthouse at the base of the George Washington Bridge, though you can’t see it when you’re driving. We have an apartment downtown, and I’m finally used to that hole in the sky where the WTC towers once stood. Instead I focus on all the beautiful parks that have sprouted up along the river in the last decade or so. I love New York.
Yes, I took this photo while driving. Yes, I know, I know.
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I just discovered Ann’s blog through the NYTimes piece, and I’m having so much fun catching up on all her posts. This one really made me laugh, and I can relate to it (on a smaller scale) — I remember years ago receiving a call from Ralph Lauren (not Ralph himself mind you, but one of his denim designers), about a possible “collaboration.” Suffice it to say, I was SOOO excited — in my mind I was going to hang with Ralph, and he was going to make all my dreams of wealth, fame, and fulfillment in the fashion industry come true. Ends up, his designer was just trying to steal my embroidery source — who is little ole ME, and my ancient chain stitch machine, along with my designs. I think she was a little disappointed that I was working out of my apartment. Sigh. Earlier this year I received a call from someone who works with Ted Turner about dressing him for a Grand Marshall stint in a rodeo town parade, and again the whole thing fell flat. . . but for a few hours in my delusional mind I was riding the range with Ted in Montana, swapping tall tales, eating Buffalo steaks, and pitching business and media ventures . . . At least I can dream!
Candy,
Colon “:”
Dash “-”
Parenthesis “)”
No spaces.
Stupid question of the day (why is it always me), how did some of you get the little smiley face in your responses?
LOVE the new tag “cloud”. Looks cool!
Hey guys, I didn’t have time to post a new blog today because I’ve been trying to sort out some issues with the new format. Many of the links were de-activated during transition so we’re trying to link everything back up. But I’m very excited about new “tag cloud.” Am scurrying around from post to post adding “tags.”
And Cath it will be……..:)
Tracy, I never think to tell people to call me Cath. My therapist says it’s part of the whole “you’re afraid to ask for things from other people” thing – ha. Plus, I’m always just thrilled to NOT be called Cathy (no offense to the other Cathy’s out there), so I never want to push my luck.
Thanks Cath (why in our emails didn’t you ever tell me you liked being called Cath????), I’m really bummed I missed out on last night.
Boy, thank goodness for the instant posting now since Ann isn’t around. We wouldn’t all be able to chat all day like this.
Kim, you didn’t know what tea bagging was? lolol I can only imagine Joe explaining it to you! Wish I had been there for that!
lol Kim! That’s what I totally thought! I’ve never thought I was a prude or anything, but apparently there is A LOT I don’t know – ha.
PS – I like being called “Cath”, thanks for that
(In fact my sister-in-law, who is named *Kim*, calls me Cath.)
Cath: your definetly not the only one. My husband had to fill me in on teabagging. Bill Mahr brought it up on his show 2 weeks ago and I immediately thought it had something to do with eye puffiness. I said to Joe (the hubby), why are they talking about teabags………and thats when he enlightened me.
And Candy, I’m glad I’m not the only one who had no clue about that stuff – ha!
M and T, I swear like a sailor too, but mostly in my head or in my car.
I’m laying low today. I was a complete Blog Whore yesterday. (We missed you Tracy!) Now I’m paying the price at work – ha. Too much to do, too little time.
Yes Maureen, some do.
Candy, tea bagging is a little hard to get over. lololol
Ok, I didn’t know what crunk meant, but I like it! Maureen, you’re my other sister from another mother! I swear I have class and am a lady, but I curse like a sailor! I don’t know why, I wasn’t brought up that way, but I just can’t help myself. The ‘F’ word is actually my favorite word. lololol It just fits too many situations in all its forms. Sorry if I’ve offended anyone, but you know me, flat out honesty and big mouth. I mean I don’t swear in every sentence and everywhere, but am just really prone to it, especially if I’m really pissed off or really excited about something. Or have had too much to drink. hehehe
Thanks, I had no idea. Still not over the tea bagging yet from last night.
Candy — roflmao = rolling on floor laughing my ass off. I have some friends who don’t swear who actually type “roflmbo” inserting butt for ass. But as I rule, I don’t totally trust people who don’t swear. lol
Also, I had to look up “crunk” in the urban dictionary when my teenage stepson started using it on the phone w/ his friends.
I am coming clean here, did not know about 420 or tea bagging until I googled them last night, and now what the heck does roflmao mean, got to know. Had no idea just how square I have become.
Tracy — married and engaged women are allowed to try and catch the bouquet?? I didn’t know that. I could beat out those young girls EVERY time!!! lolol
Alright Maureen, be like those married/engaged women who line up for the bouquets at wedding receptions. lololol But you’re third in line behind me.
Well I 420′d quite a lot in high school, and some in college. Ah, those were the days. I love that the Dean had to clue you in. Too funny.
It was a fun night around the blog. Man, I need to get out more!!
Tracy — just b/c I’m married doesn’t mean I can’t get on the Alan list. My hub’s quite a bit older than me … roflmao
And for the record, I’ve only 420′ed twice in my life. It does nothing for me. However, becoming the step mother of teenagers when I was fairly young myself, my step kids wanted to be excused from school on April 20th (4/20). They said it was some type of protest, so dummy me called the school to get in on it and see if I could protest myself, therefore becoming the “cool” step mom. The very nice Dean said “Mrs. Maureen, those kids have you just where they want you, this is what 420 means”. Talk about learning on the fly. I was 28 years old and way over my head!!!
Thank you all for the good wishes on the biopsies . . . any day now.
Holy crap, I missed so much last night! You all were partying while I fell asleep 1/2 way through Glee!
OMG, I’m howling hysterically at all of you.
Maureen (It’s about damn time you came clean! I kept wanting to post ‘Caroline, do you have something you want to share with the class????’, but knew you would do it when you’re ready.), you killed me with the tea bagging. I too couldn’t believe those idiots blasted that across the air, and no one at Fox Spews knew what it meant??? lololol Catherine, so cute that you had to google it.
Maureen, please keep us posted about your lymph nodes. You know we’ll all be thinking about you.
I too love the instant posting, it’s fabu! It’s great when someone else is here and can talk right back to you. Love the idea of a chat session. We might crash your server though Ann, can you imagine all of us Chatty Cathy’s going at it all at once? lolololol
Catherine and Maureen, you’re making me laugh so hard, which makes me cough, which is making my head hurt. Suck or such a whacko magnet, and then Maureen’s ass getting smaller and smaller. See Ann, your blog performs miracles! hehe
Maureen, as far as Alan goes, you’re already married, so you’re out of contention woman! And yes, I think Catherine is first, & I believe I may be second.
OMG, one of the old fogeys at Catherine’s nursing home is smoking pot? rotflmao, coughing, head hurting again.
Maureen, you got me on the 4:20. What kind of past have you lived woman??? Wait, maybe I don’t want to know. hehe
Shit Catherine, you had to go and get me coughing again didn’t you? The cop in the Hawaiian shorts & the maintenance man with the back belt. Please stop, I can’t breathe!
Man, I’m so bummed that I missed all of this last night. I feel left out.
Ann,
I’m up for a two-fingered chat!(The ‘flu seems to be abating!)And my, I’ve missed a lot today!!!!(Note to self:google “tea-bagging”…)
Tammy, I’m a Sagitarius, too!
And dear Maureen,you’re in my thoughts and prayers.And remember, you’re among friends here! (I’ve been there, done that, too—the waiting game is no fun!But hang in there and know that only good thoughts are coming your way!
G’night all!!!!
Lynne
Alan, you are not wrong about the uniform thing. Yes, women *are* that shallow. I dated a cop for a short time in college. I realized I was only attracted to his uniform when he picked me up at the airport one time wearing a Hawaiian shirt, knee-length shorts, *and* sneakers with no socks. I truly considered getting back on the plane, but he saw me before I could make a run for it. However, that was many years ago, and I’d like to think I’ve matured. Maintenance guy doesn’t wear a uniform, but he does wear a back support belt – hubba, hubba. Please continue to hold my place on the matrimonial wait list.
This is perhaps the only blog I know of where the day’s conversation could begin with a dissertation on the shortcomings of Town & Country magazine, veer off into horoscope readings and an discussion of teabagging, and end with a spontaneous online slumber party. What a place! What a cast of characters!
Catherine, I do believe you are indeed at the top of the list. It’s a short list. If the maintenance guy wears a uniform, I will be at a competitive disadvantage, because it’s common knowledge that many women are attracted to men in uniform. Looks like I’m going to have to step up my game.
hi everyone..is the slumber party still going on?
Leah that is where I remember that story from
My kindergarten teacher.
40 years ago but I thought it was so cute.
What a great job you have!
Catherine . . . STOP IT!!! Tears are rolling down my cheeks (the facial ones, not the ones I was talking about earlier).
I went to Catholic school all 12 years and one of the service academies for 2 years of college . . . and even I know about tea bagging and 420!!!
You’re in desperate need of corruption!! Alan — get on that, will ya??
The last time that happened was at a Hall & Oates concert in 1992. I need to stop at the 7-11 on my way home and get some munchies!
I seriously have to leave now, as I think I’m getting a contact high!
I just read Town Mouse and Country Mouse to my kindergarten class today…how fitting! Town and Country is waaaayyyy too boring/mediocre/blah for you. You deserve better.
Ann, the only thing missing from this slumber party is the junk food
This was fun! Have a good night everyone.
From Wikipedia (couldn’t help myself, Maureen):
420, 4:20 or 4/20 (pronounced four-twenty) refers to consumption of cannabis and, by extension, a way to identify oneself with cannabis drug subculture.
Holy s^&t, I’ve learned more about “stuff” today than I did in 3 years in my dorm!
Catherine . . . maybe the old person thinks it’s 4:20, not 9 pm. Don’t Google 420 — you’re already in enough trouble for “tea bagging”!!!!
I miss slumber parties.
This is so much fun. I feel like I’m at a slumber party. Move over Alan!
This has been the strangest day! First T&C disses our Ann, then Googling tea bagging, then creepy maintenance guy crush thing and NOW I swear I smell someone smoking pot in our building. I work in a home for the elderly!! Some old duffer has lit up a dooby?? This is NOT covered in our handbook! I need to go home before it gets any wierder today.
Town and Country…I don’t know a living soul who reads it !! So no great loss on your part; the loss is totally theirs.
Maureen–you are in my thoughts and prayers…been there, done that waiting for the phone call stuff. I can tell you from my own personal experience, this blog is a wonderful, caring, sharing group of people. They become an extra support system.
I would LOVE a chat session–not quite as good as another Blogapalooza, but almost as much fun. Just let me know when and where.
Barbara
I believe I am at the top of list, as I proposed to Alan first, but Alan will need to confirm this.
However, Alan, there is some new competition for my affections from a potential stalkery maintenance guy at my office. Just sayin’…
What number am I in the line to marry Alan? I know there are several ahead (so to speak) of me.
A chat, you say? A chin-wag? I’d swear we’ve kicked that suggestion around previously. Ann, didn’t we at one time discuss the possibility of having a real-time group chat via Skype? In any event, as long as the chatfest doesn’t conflict with one of my pesky work-related evening meetings, count me in. I think that the level and quality of “smartassery” (okay, I just made that word up) during a group chat here would be completely off the charts!
And by “crush”…this dude must like chunky chicks who admire his mopping skills. I am not Cindy Crawford.
Catherine . . . my ass is getting smaller by each of your comments . . . freudian slip that SUCK comment, or just all the tea bagging thoughts bouncing around?? lolol
Oh and Maureen, “hell to the no”…you are funny!!
Uh that would be SUCH, not SUCK. That would definitely get me into trouble.
A chat session would be hilarious! I’m game whenever…I can tell you how my boss just came in to tell me one of the maintenance guys has a crush on me and that I need to not praise him so much, as he’s distracted now at work. He also has some “issues”. I’m dying laughing, because I’m SUCK a whacko magnet!
The instant gratification is AWESOME!!! A scheduled chat would be so fun. But it’s also nice to know that sometimes you log on and can instantly communicate with whoever’s on the blog at that time — love it!!
I don’t know about you all, but I’m loving this new instant comment thing on the blog. We should schedule a “chat.” We could choose an evening and a time and have us a good old fashioned chin-wag! Well, in my case, it would be a two-finger wag.
Yes, Ann, as referenced earlier in my attempts to laugh my butt off, I am quite cheeky!!!
Results were supposed to be in by Friday, but they said today not to expect them until next week. Thank you so much for asking.
Catherine — HELL TO THE NO to having 6 of my own kids!!! lol My husband had 3 from his first marriage and we have 3 together. His oldest turns 35 tomorrow and Caroline (little Miss Bossy) is 3.
Maureen, you have six children? You are a saint! I have two cats and I just barely remember to feed them, much less promise to get their names in print. Also, I hope you only get good news regarding your biopsy results. I’ll be keeping positive thoughts for you!
Maureen/Caroline what an awful thing to have to wait for those results. When will you know? So sorry you’re going through this. And thanks for ID-ing yourself. I was all excited about this cheeky new Maureen! It was cheeky old Caroline!
Catherine . . . thanks for my laugh of the day. Hell, maybe even the week. “I had to Google tea bagging”. I am truly laughing hysterically!!! Oh — would you like a cup of tea now??
Wouldn’t you think the PUNDITS would have thought of Googling tea bagging before they splashed it all over the news? Yes, yes, I know. I have the sense of humor of a 12 year old boy. What’s your point?
Uncle Sull, my deepest apologies.
Oh, and Catherine, I like the chatty. I need the chatty right now as I’m awaiting biopsy results on some ginormous lymph nodes. Thanks to all you guys for making me laugh.
In the spirit of the new blog format, I’ve started posting under my REAL name. I used to post under Caroline. And it’s not because I’m in the witness protection program or like the times I call my guy friends at work and had their assistants tell them my name is “Bunni”.
Truth is, I’m captive to a very bossy 3 year old named Caroline Rose. She has negotiated the following deal with me: if I want a break from “Dora the Explorer”, reading to her, tea parties, dance offs, playing soccer in the yard or chasing butterflies, etc. she wants to see her name on the computer. Yeah, yeah, I know some of you will think she’s “spoiled”. Whatever. She’s the youngest of 6, she needs to be assertive!!!!
Oh, dear. Next time this happens, check in with me, the Voice of Magazine Freelancing Doom. I at least would have divested you of the notion that you would have been paid a lot.
It’s too bad, though. You would be a delightful columnist.
i forgot to say your face at the top of the page looks kinda HD very clear and bright…. i Like it!
Maureen, it’s Uncle Sull! Not Uncle Saul!!!!!!!!
Maureen, I had to Google tea bagging. Eeewww. Now I’m hoping our computer guy doesn’t spy on my searches for today.
BTW, I seem to be awfully chatty today. It’s because I’m procrastinating. I’m working on the cash position of our non-profit for the 3rd quarter and I prefer to stay in denial – ha.
OMG, that link is funny. I love the way the narrator says, “Muuuuuusic Cognition.” That video is better than water boarding. I’d be offering up states’ secrets in a hot second.
Some of you might not have been around here then, but I once had this video called “Boring Books” from YouTube posted. Here’s the link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUgjlJ5hEbw
The narrator is hysterical.
None of my embedded videos survived the blog overhaul and most of the links lead to nowhere. But that will all soon be fixed.
Catherine — is “snowballing” anything like “tea bagging”? Yeah, I’ll admit it, I laughed my bum bum off when the Repubs used that funny as hell phrase during their tea parties. And then I laughed some more when I realized they had no clue what it meant. You’d think I’d have a smaller bum bum with all that laughing.
Oh — and apologies in advance to Uncle Saul. I’m sure you’re a Repub who does know what “tea bagging” means.
“An Art Patron’s Private World.” ?? (snore)
“Cartier’s Legendary Ladies” ?? (snooze)
Ann, you may as well wish to write for the “Narcoleptic News”. In fact, it’s a *compliment* that they didn’t ask you to collaborate on a column! Yeah, that’s it. They are doing YOU a favor!
Look at my horoscope for Sagittarius
Whatever happened to your blithe spirit and your belief that tomorrow’s always going to be a better day? Ever since Saturn entered the sign of Virgo in late 2007, it seems to have done a pretty good job of crushing your confidence and puncturing your optimism
I dont know what blithe means(sounds like my personality has been stricken with some contagious skin disease who sings the soundtrack to Annie in the morning)but anyone reading my first comment wont accuse me of not being optimistic.
I am all for sour grapes, maybe there is an article in there how someone turned them into their private wine collection.
They need to tell me how to make my butt look smaller though in the new fall colors or what the latest make up secrets are for aging beauties or they wont keep my interest long.
Either that or pics of dogs horses and houses.
I know it sounds like sour grapes, and I promise to stop griping about this, but I just looked at the headlines on the T&C cover I posted.
“An Art Patron’s Private World.”
“Cartier’s Legendary Ladies”
There should be a warning label on this magazine because of its sedative qualities. I actually lapsed into a short (but nonetheless refreshing) coma just retyping the headlines here.
lol Ann. It failed to mention that Leo’s have a fabulous sense of humor, which always saves the day!
Here’s a Noel Coward quote you might like (I liked it – ha!):
“I love criticism just so long as it’s unqualified praise.”
More from my T & C horoscope:
“On the bright side, rather stupendous offers seem to be coming your way this year”
Well, I was pretty stupefied when somebody offered to take a photo of me on my horse.
Okay, here’s an excerpt from my Town and Country horoscope (Leo):
“The truth is that although they make an effort to hide it, Leos do care a great deal about how they’re perceived, and this year your pride and sensitivity appear to be unusually pronounced. What’s more, with bombastic Jupiter and nebulous Neptune bombarding your Sun sign, you’re likely to veer between periods of confidence and self-doubt.”
Yeah, well thanks for helping that along, T&C.
LOL @ Catherine
What do they teach you in writing 101
How you all suck?
How funny.
I am sure you do fine.
Agreed on step down from dog cover.
If I were going to be in Town and Country and I am sure some day I will be when my blog is famous, I would want to photographed in both my town mouse vs country mouse mode.
Be sure to insist on that Ann.
If they wont let you lay out your business plan for their future in the uncertain world of printed media, is the least they can do.
P.S. The horoscopes are online at townandcountrymag.com
They are good.
Totally laughing out loud over this blog today, Ann. (Love your use of “snowballing”…we’re just learning this technique in my on-line Mediocre Wannabe Writers 101 writing class – seriously, we suck.)
Just consider this, though. After gracing the cover of “American Dog Magazine” (see 1/24/09 blog: Even More Excitement), “Town and Country” would really be a step down.
Yes, it is definitely a Wicked Good T&C blog!
And, by the way, the only reason people (ok, me, mostly) get T&C (yes, I have a subscription) is for the Horoscopes, which are wicked good! All the rest of it is lame, as you have already and appropriately pointed out!
Now, about that driving while photographing, or photographing while driving…..
Oh do take care with the flu
Tracy good luck with your lesson you have to give us an update
Tammy, I so adore your humor! You always crack me up.
Thanks Lynne, you made my day. My life has changed so much, I’m finding joy everywhere, and it is fanfreakingtastic!!!!! Yes, that’s my own made up word. lololol
Yes, do call me, we’ll have a blast!
I’m so sorry you and your daughter are sick. I hope you’re both over it soon. Seems like everyone has the flu or the bad cold lately.
OOOHHH! I forgot, today is my first riding lesson! I’m antsy with anticipation!!! Learning to ride at 46! Life is grand!
Ann:
2) ’sounded’ rought. I mean, to create your own magazine and blow them out of the map, the map of magazines, the world of magazines, into magazine oblivion (theirs). I hate deceivers who play with words or redefine them. Not cool.
Well Ann:
1) their loss
2) get your own magazine
Ann, I think you should somehow forward this blogpost to T&C and let them know all that they are missing not having you on staff and they will call. Love all your ideas, so much there. Loved the pics you shared, and I must put in my two cents that Chicago’s Lake Shore Drive into downtown is such a beautiful drive too, next time in town call me for a cruise around town.
Dear Ann,
I LOVE the “town and country-ness” of your blog—especially today’s prose and pics!And I agree with Marcia—their loss!(But it WILL be fun to see your pic in it!).
A woman I used to work with was a devoted reader of T&C—so I HAVE read it. It may have changed over the years, but I think that you would have been a welcome addition to its glam (but rather staid!) pages!
Traceee—-good for you! I WILL call you when I make it to NYC. Right now my daughter and I are home with the ‘flu, so getting out of bed was a big deal, let alone considering a journey of any kind! As always, the palpable joy and appreciatuion you have for life is inspriational!
Stay healthy, you guys!
Lynne
You make me laugh so much
I did the exact same thing with my blog (no no I am not self promoting)
I took pictures of houses I liked around town.
Then I started thinking I had such a Great EYE
I realized soon I would have a huge following like that guy who shoots fashion on the streets.
The Satirist or something I cant even remember his name.
People will be calling me begging me to shoot their homes.
Sadly though, I would not be able to take requests, as it ruins my artsy fartsy creativity.
I would promise a drive by though and if something struck me as beautiful I might put it on my blog.
I would never miss a Tuesday and I will Tweet it out to my followers “New Tuesday is UP”
Servers would crash because of all the traffic.
I would perhaps start writing reviews from all the hundreds of requests but maybe not.
I don’t want to be a sell out.
Yah so erm…none of that has happened
But how funny that we both play it out in our minds the the Nth degree.
Any way, we adore your pictures and think they should consult you to revamp that mag.
I saw one in my docs office and found it quite tedious and boring
I may have even thought to myself they need someone clever and funny in this mag. Someone like ANN LEARY
Their loss.
My, my…our little girl is growing up! It seems like only yesterday that you were learning to post your very first picture and now look…side by side shots with wrap-around text! I’m so proud!
As for Town & Country?? Hmpf. They don’t know what they’re missing without you!
I probably should add this to yesterday’s post, but I, too, love the idea of a panoramic shot of your favorite ‘view’ that changes with the seasons…how cool that would be!
Oh Ann, you got me all excited for you! Then as you went on, I realized I was in for a let down too. So sorry. I’ve never read Town and Country, but I know they should have you write for them! You’ll have to let us know when the pics of you are published. I’ll go and look at it on the newsstand. I don’t think I’ll buy it since they didn’t ask you to write for them!
I’ll show them.
I was in the city yesterday too, in the Village. We could have met for lunch! lolol It was such a beautiful day. I was celebrating the 2 year anniversary of my first solo day trip into the city. It really was a day of independence for me, and completely changed my life, so I knew I had to celebrate it!
I can’t figure out how to get that letter ‘I’ out from between the photos.
I’m now thinking of calling this “Ann Leary’s Wicked Good Town and Country Blog”