Two Boots, Salsa, High heels, Rats

I met a friend from my old Fiirm at Two Boots Pizzeria. She said I looked like an artist - I felt ready for spring. I love NYC's style. The people are so stylish. At the same time, I wonder if folks feel a lot of pressure to always look so, you know, "it."

We went salsa dancing in SOHO; the club was near a Cathay Bank. I had so much fun dancing. Simrose's friends are fun - zest for life. One of her friends is from Poland and said I could visit Poland when she returns. Poland is tall, thin, blonde, and just realized she's beautiful, let alone stereotypically beautiful. I also liked Poland because she liked the dinner I made for us. Ken the beautiful is beautiful in real life too.

While in NYC, I realized that the KC has had a significant impact on my worldview. Parts of NYC is dirty and smells horribly. Lots of parts don't and people care and take pride in their beautifully stinky city. The NYC people are nice, smart, and beautiful. I saw two rats chasing each other in the subway. I haven't seen a Cathay Bank since leaving SF Bay Area. I wore a pink mini-skirt that had a tutu like material under it, gold and cream 4-inch wedged shaped high heel shoes, and a cream tank top. Go legs on NYC public subway. Go legs twirling on the dance floor.