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Dearest blog readers,
I hope you are all having a lovely first day of summer. Here’s how my day kicked off:
6:00 AM: I wake, roll out of bed, and head out, knowing I get to go do YOGA.
7:30 AM: Yoga in Times Square for SOLSTICE. There are hundreds of people, crowds cheering outside of Good Morning America, and buses honking, but it all sorts of fade away when I close my eyes. When I open them, I see the sky with a few buildings.
9:00 AM: Big breakfast at diner with 3 of Joyce’s delightful yoga-teacher friends. They’ve just finished getting their certification, and are off to their retreat at Kripalu tomorrow. This marks 5 of Joyce’s yoga mates I’ve met, and each of them has been so lovely in their own way. (And yes, I’m totally going to get my teaching certification within the next 5 years. Please a drop a line in the comment section to tell me about your experience!)
10:00-1 PM: Mission -Stay cool in the city. I chill (literally) and hydrate in the Columbus Circle Mall (Bebe satisfies all my desires to wear bright colors) and then, TJ Maxx–this is where I do my actual shopping because, OMG, they satisfy my desire for bright colors AND cheap prices! And yes, I have reached my quota for acronyms for the day.)
1:30-3:30: Read two volumes of Fables, the comic book series, in which all of your favorite storybook characters are wonderfully dark. Prince Charming is a cad. Goldilocks is a bloody revolutionary leader. It’s totally my cup of (iced) tea. I hydrate myself, but not too much, since the water is off due to construction on the street!
3:30-4:30: Grocery shop for SOLSTICE FEAST: fresh whipped cream with berry medley, arugula salad with blue cheese and STEAK, and bottles of rose and prosecco.
4:30-5:30: Catch up on news via twitter. How crazy/i.e. racist is it that Houston is trying to outlaw pinatas?
5:30: BLOG. It’s been so long.
6:30: MORE YOGA! Joyce teaches her 2nd class at Hosh. The (Yoga) Empire Strikes. I mean, she’s just finished up her second photo shoot, as a yoga teacher. Kate gets to manage, Alan gets to style, Alex gets my spot as the publicist. (I get to be moral support, and a pat on a shoulder).
That’s exhaustive enough. Suffice it to say that everything and everybody (especially all of you who are reading this) is beautiful. Happy Summer! /c