"& Other Stories" in Bordeaux last year. Turns out I haven't as many obvious occasions to wear them as I'd hoped, so I've decided I'd better make those occasions -- or rather make more occasions out of the everyday. . . Something like Alyson Walsh's Casual Glamour. Edited to Add: Alyson's post on That's Not My Age today is about the Casual Glamour of wearing Velvet in the daytime. Talk about Synchronicity!
I don't think you can tell much about the shoes, in these photos, but readers, I even wore heels! Okay, they're 1.5 blocky heels on a rather sensible-but-funky pair of Think! shoes, but still. Heels!! I think that's the first time in months. . .
Still thinking about the film, days later; its powerful images will be with us for some time. We talked about it a bit over dinner at a spot we've been meaning to try, La Bodega on Main, a new version of the now-departed, long-loved Bodega on Howe. Snuggled into a corner noshing on delicious, savoury small plates, a contented Friday-night crowd buzzing all around us, good smells, much comfort, you can bet we felt our privilege, our good fortune in life.
Yes, the film did nudge us toward some research and some cheque-writing. Some of the despair will not be budged so easily, but we must carry on with lives where we are, doing the best we can, right? At the very least, for me, it feels important to witness, not to turn away from the suffering of others, and yet, I want/need to continue finding and making joy where I can in my daily life, nurturing relationships close at hand. Hence this post's odd mix of What I Wore for a Friday Night date and attention to a documentary about the plight of millions.
I won't pose questions today, but will let you respond to whatever might strike you. I do wonder if you've seen the film or if it's in your plans. And should you care to tell me how you reconcile your awareness of the big picture with the need to care for the small, or your awareness of the contrast between your good fortune in life and the desperate circumstances of so many, I'm listening . . . But if you just want to tell me what you wore on your last casual dinner-and-a-movie date with your partner or for a girls-night-out with your besties, that's good too! (Ha, I see that I've come very close to posing questions after all. Bossy'r'us! ;-) Sorry . . . )
I've come back to worry about appearing too glib about the human misery WeiWei's film considers, the wars and environmental changes that are causing these massive displacements. I do hope you recognize that what you see here -- the reconciliation I've arrived at -- might have taken a route much more troubled than fits the context of the blog. . . .