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In my next life

I don’t believe in reincarnation but if I did, I’d wish for…

Wash & go hair. Yes, I’m serious.

Oh, I’d hope for deeper things too. Like a long, healthy, happy life. To be in a position to help others. That sort of thing.

But I dream of not waking up to my Medusa look too.

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Oh, I could just wash my hair and go. Let my curls air dry. Feel like Orphan Annie all day. No thanks. I have enough of that in the middle of August when New York is too hot and humid for everything.

Most days, I blow dry my curly hair to the point of being wavy or straight. For me, blown straight isn’t the same thing as having straight hair–it doesn’t move the same way.

For example, if I suddenly decided I’d rather part my hair down the middle instead of on one side, I couldn’t do that without water, a blow dryer and maybe a flatiron.

I know: some people have real problems. But tell me: what do you wish for?

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I went to Toronto

Business travel used to take me to Toronto somewhat regularly. I loved it. When I switched jobs several years ago, though, my Toronto biz went away. Until now.

This trip, I stayed at Le Germain (Maple Leaf Square) and loved it. This guy kept me company.

I loved the pillow that looked like rocks and very much wanted to steal this chair. Continue reading