Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Tears


When I went wandering in Harlem on Saturday, I found this beauty salon on Frederick Douglass Blvd. at 139th Street. Tell me this isn't the best beauty salon name EVER?!


I'm not sure what it means -- maybe when you leave, you're so elegant you burst into tears?

Yesterday I took the afternoon off work and walked around Williamsburg, Brooklyn, with Lettuce and Chedwick. We found lots of street art, ate free pizza and plundered a Salvation Army thrift store, where for 99 cents I bought a t-shirt that pledges my love for Henry. (I was actually unaware of Henry's existence until I saw the shirt, but never mind.)

9 comments:

Reya Mellicker said...

Did you weep tear drops of elegance when you purchased your Henry t-shirt? Of course you did!! lol

Merle Sneed said...

It sounds like a great afternoon.

Barbara said...

What a great afternoon with two wonderful Bloggers. My favorite shorts came from a thrift store. I'm a firm believer in hand-me-downs!

Anonymous said...

now didn't i say he's very cute and sexy? i hope you're going to wear it, you will undoubtedly look very elegant

lettuce
x

R.L. Bourges said...

Tears of Elegance: in French, there is a saying: Il faut souffrir pour ĂȘtre belle "One must suffer to be beautiful" - so... take it from there.

The t-shirt: Oh, Henry must be so pleased :-)

edward said...

oh i like what r.l. said..il faut souffrir pour etre belle ! this may be the origin!



she's very smart

bulletholes said...

Its the soap they get in your eyes!

mouse (aka kimy) said...

what a fun wandering team....

junk store finds are great!

d. chedwick said...

Tear Drops of Elegance is where I get my hair done! Crying is mandatory.

I bought a great book at that thrift shop for 99 cents.