You can measure the evolution of your soul by your attachment to the ego– your desire for approval, importance, wanting to feel better than, separate, and exclusive. These desires can never be realized of course, because you ARE the other. Any perceptions of yourself (or the perceived other) are just mentations of the mind– mere appearances– and ARE NOT REAL. When you begin to see yourself as neither better nor worse, above nor below any other, you begin to glimpse who and what you really are: the entire universe. When you know you are everything, you stop needing anything. Thus as my favorite hairdresser and wise sage, BeverlyD, says: What if instead of trying to be something, we were all trying to be nothing…
Do you know Dr. Seuss?
The Gage Hotel: perhaps the best little hotel in Texas. (FYI the hotel IS the town.) If you wanna go sit by the pool, I would drive 7.5 hours again in heartbeat to do just that: There is no more relaxing, tranquil pool in the world, a true escape in the truly middle of nowhere. The only thing it lacks is a waiter (all pools should have waiters), but I suppose that’s best– after a dip one can head over to the White Buffalo Bar for a Ranch Water then dine on some famous food by some famous chef at the 12 Gage Restaurant. I recommend the salmon!
My Dearest gold lamé,
Welcome back, WELCOMMEE BACK! It’s been a tough road– keeping my forbidden love for you hidden away all these years. I survived, finding quiet solace in frequent episodes of the Golden Girls, your beauty and charm kept faintly alive by Blanche Devereaux in hot pursuit of her next gentleman caller. Though too, and to a less desirable extent, I could always count on Scarface and Cocktail to offer glimpses of your long forgotten glory days. But I did not forget, gold lamé, I did not. And when my college friends laughed aloud at you in what they so wrongly assumed was one of my “costumes,” I held steadfast to your shiny, flashy sass and WORE. YOU. ANYWAY. First, you’re welcome. Second, thank your old pal Karl Lagerfeld for your revival, in a most fabulous Texas rendition. You never looked better. http://www.chanel.com
Cinco de Mayo may be over, but you can celebrate all summer long with (pro-Latin) Australian line Zimmermann’s Riot Eyelet dress. Leave it to Zimmermann to sufficiently fulfill my unrequited feelings for the Quinceanera I always wanted, everything they do is magical. http://www.zimmermanwear.com
Goes well with: Cuba http://www.cuba.com & spectacles http://www.sundaysomewhere.com