What happens when you wait for your mother outside a building? You watch the world go by, and, with more waiting, you set the timer on your phone and start taking selfies. The results this time made me wonder whether I was channeling Georgia O'Keefe, unconsciously. But the number on the building uncannily reminded me of the famous gallery opened by Alfred Stieglitz with whom O'Keefe was long associated (the gallery and the man). It was simply named "291" after its address on Fifth Avenue.
Back in the New York apartment where I stay when visiting aforementioned mother, I took this photo. The dress is by a Vermont mother/daughter owned company called Salam. It also reminds me of O'Keefe's ascetic style.
Finally, rather randomly, the Bard Graduate Center is holding an exhibit on women and fashion in the First World War. The Great war was an important turning point for women, as their presence in the work force meant more freedom of movement, which made their clothing looser and less cumbersome.
And, as a final note, my friend Reena, a poet and a thrifter, in the luscious light and colors of autumn, proudly wearing her newest acquisition.
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