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Swans of the Concrete Jungle

Money’s dear this year, which sounds like a Dorothy Parker stanza but is one of the myriad reasons I’m lucky to live in NYC—a miraculous place to live on the cheap if you’re resourceful. Yesterday with ten bucks in my pocket I ferried ($2.50) to the Metropolitan Museum—both Mets!—for one buckarino (1$) and entered an alternate dimension mostly pink and 100 percent fabulous: Camp:Notes on Fashion at 5th Avenue and Mrinalini Mukherjee’s Phenomenal Nature at the Breur; then the Chris Ofili show at David Swirner (free) and the nutty gallery that is Madison Ave designer window displays and designer rich-lady faces (free, at least for me).

Altogether it was a rarified world of wedding cake townhouses and mermaids with big cocks and tin-foil goddesses and licentious, lichen-ous trees. I even had enough left over for a pretzel with loads of mustard ($2) in Central Park, so lushly green that Edith Wharton would’ve found the terrain familiar. I felt what I always feel when prowling a NYC jungle not my own: joyfully restored, gratefully inspired.

An Earl and a Countess

Larry Rivers, “Formal Marriage Portrait Of Earl And Camilla McGrath.”

I’ve been reading a ton about Earl McGrath, the ultimate mid-20th-century arts-world mover and shaker– the only thorn who ever truly pierced Eve Babitz‘s side. Besties with Mick Jagger and Andy Warhol, the godfather of Harrison Ford’s kids, pals with Jasper Johns and Aretha Franklin and Babs and you name it, Jesus (probably Jesus too), he presided over everyone’s parlor, curating the best be-ins and the slyest jokes. Continue Reading →

Mercury Retrograde’s Waterworks

As I write this, I am sobbing uncontrollably because I just rewatched The Best Holiday, which doesn’t get its due as the best weepie of the decade so far. I was moved to watch it because–drum roll please!–Mercury goes retrograde in Pisces today, where it will remain until the 28th. All the usual caveats apply–back up your electronics, buy travel insurance, postpone signing on dotted lines. Since Pisces is ruled by Neptune, the master of illusions and delusions, be patient with miscommunications and confusion of all sorts. But wait, there’s more. With this retrograde taking place in the planet of intuition and deep feelings, we’re all going to be ultra-emotional, especially as tomorrow’s new moon is also in Pisces and Mercury is conjuncting with Chiron, which governs healing and past pain. Kittens, everything’s going to hit us like a ton of bricks. Our soft underbellies will be revealed.

You know what? It’s going to be great, because where ever Mercury drops anchor, we get a crash course in how we communicate in that area of our lives. So we’re all going to get better at expressing our feelings, and learn how to move forward with our hearts,

Fillettes se promenant by Édouard Vuillard

not just our heads.

Expect long-delayed conversations with lovers, friends, and family members with whom you have a block. Expect to cry a lot. And expect truly transcendent moments of connection and love when you least expect it. Pisces always brings heart magic, and who doesn’t need more of that?

If you’ve been thinking of scheduling an intuition reading, this is a great time to do so. Mercury retrograde forces us to dig deep, and with Pisces running the show, such soul work can be amazing.

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy