A little bit of this, a little bit of that . . . You may remember my posting some pics of Providence a while back? One of them was of the pedestrian bridge that connects the mall with the Westin, and I thought it might be interesting to show you the view looking back out from the bridge. If not, scroll down.
I also took a pic of Providence’s capitol building; please note that it’s totally crappy because a.) I’m too far away and b.) I took it from the sidewalk:
Now, I used to be fearless in my pursuit of crappy pics, and when I was in Paris several years ago, I just waited for the light to turn red (not that this stops Parisian traffic, mind), and wandered out into the middle of the Champs-Elysees:
See . . . far in the distance, all smoggy and blurry? That’s the Arc de Triomphe. Of course I could tell you that was just about anything because the pic is horrible. We wandered up past the Gap, McDonald’s, Body Shop, and a variety of other French shops (!?), and I got out in traffic one more time, with slightly better results:
Oddly enough, since being mowed down in the pedestrian crosswalk, I’ve been a bit reluctant to march out into the street, even for a fab pic for you guys.
Here’s Tally. Because I miss her.
She’s in the States with her honey, but she’ll be back again soon. Yay! But sad, too. It’s just a roller coaster of yay! she’ll be back and wahhh, she’ll be missing her love.
Okay, so for a bit of fun and while doing some pretty heavy duty procrastinating, I found this site that tells you which celebrities you are a good match for. Now, you can do that one of two ways (or more, dunno, I only did it two ways): you can find your “best matches,” which I did. My best match (at 100%!!) is Julian Lennon. Really. Weird, huh? I wouldn’t have pegged me for a Julian Lennon anything. Or you can find the celebrities you’d like to be matched with in the alphabetical listing. Now, I did this (three guesses as to whom I checked first), and found that there are a lot (and I mean a LOT) of dead people on there. Want to see if you’d be a good match for John Belushi? Elvis? Well, now you can. Then again, I guess I have as much chance of hooking up with River Phoenix as I do with Jensen Ackles. Sigh.
So, who’s your best match? And how do you match with people you’re curious about?
A while back, I blogged on ’80’s styles, and Gregg said he’d like to see a pic of me from then. A statement I’m sure he’ll come to rue in short order; now I warn you the following pics are . . . well, silly and ridiculous and embarrassing, but hey, why not? Right?
Please note the crazy ’80’s zig zag dress, freakish mullet slash perm slash huh?, and giant coiny cascade earrings; the shine is my own. Oh, and no idea who that guy is, creepy, though . . .
This next one gives a really good look at my crazy ’80’s ‘do with the brand new addition of mall bangs. The guy in the pic was my first love (awwwww):
I hated those chokers and necklaces with the little dippy point v-shaped thing; they never stayed centered, they just spun around and looked a bit crazy (as here). They came back not too long ago, and I ignored that fad, too (along with the leggings and crazy big hair again).
Okay, this next shot is later in the decade, I think it’s actually the ’90’s (and I still very sadly have last decade’s style); here, the laugh of the moment is that bizarre wrap-tie top thing I’ve got on; the dress was made of T-shirt material plus stretchy lycra or something equally nuts. That must have been the very brief blink and you’ll miss it minimalist period when I preferred to wear only one item of jewelry (here, earrings). Forget where that idea came from, though.
Okay, so that’s memory lane. Don’t hold it against me. I thought I was gorgeous looking like that (!) and just loved my big hair and freak clothes. What can I say? ________________________________________________________
The Providence Biltmore is a lovely hotel (okay, it’s decrepit and dilapidated):
But it used to be amazing; it was built in the early 1920’s and lived a grand old Gilded Age life, back when Newport’s mansions were the summer cottages of the absurdly rich and in/famous. My favorite of the mansions is Rosecliff (remember when we three went there, Max?); it’s truly lovely. The ballroom was used in the filming of True Lies, and the mansion and grounds were the sets for the filming of The Great Gatsby (Robert Redford version) and Amistad.
The first pic is of me and my best friend J taken sometime in the post-’80’s ’90’s, which for me was probably the mid-’90’s. Shaking head. Anyway, he taught me how to snorkel, and since Nancy is away on her cruise and taking Flat Fuzzy out for some snorkeling trips, I thought it’d be a fun pic to include in my randomness of today.