Another view of San Francisco, photographed May 22 through the glass at Coit Tower, Telegraph Hill.
Where to begin? I am bursting with exciting news of meeting amazing people at BlogHer and beyond and of intriguing new opportunities with wings. My daughter Jordana arrived yesterday and got off the plane to learn that she's been hired by a certain cutting-edge company and is moving to Philadelphia! Hooray!
As you might imagine, I've been taking many photographs. I will post those, along with details about the conference and fascinating people I've been spending time with, once I return to Paris. Just one funny note for now: Tuesday morning I took a pair of trousers that have traveled with me from London to Paris to Savannah to San Francisco to Vancouver, then back to Paris and again to San Francisco - in the search for a tailor to alter the length - and finally found one near Union Square. (That's the thing about having a talented designer daughter - she never has time to sew for her mom).
Two Ukrainian women had me stand on a very high rickety pedestal, wearing heels that didn't fit. It seemed to be taking a long time for them to pin the trousers and I started to feel dizzy. I turned my head and the dizziness seemed to subside, then it returned in waves. I grabbed the tailor's shoulder, just as I quite literally started to topple off the pedestal.
I had to laugh, as the incident reminded me that years ago when I lived in San Francisco, my ex-boyfriend placed me on a pedestal so high, I couldn't help but fall off (not being perfect, after all). Plus ca meme, plus ca meme chose. (The more things change, the more they remain they same).
Inside the arches at the top of Coit Tower, May 2008.
1930s light fixtures at Coit Tower.
Mural above the elevator that goes to the top of Coit Tower.