Birthday Cakes…

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© Kristin Gerbert - http://www.kg.photography.com

Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be…
Robert Browning

I love transforming a simple cake into something spectacular, worthy of a birthday. My favorite cake was one I created for my daughter’s third birthday. It was a white four-layer cake, frosted with a buttercream basketweave design, and dotted with pink sweetheart rosebuds. Candied flowers and swirling candles were the final touches. She was utterly delighted, and it remains the gold standard by which she has judged all her birthday cakes since.

You could let a birthday pass like any other day, and not bother with a cake; you could perhaps buy a cake; or, to really make an occasion of it, you could create a cake that is extraordinary, a work of art – embellished with all that represents the life of the recipient, whether it would be a loved one, or even yourself! After all, a birthday is only once a year, and despite protestations to the contrary, most people would love a cake that was created especially for them. Who knows what may befall us, and how many birthday cakes we have left to enjoy. Why not honor every year with a glorious cake?

Millinery Haunting…

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© Joan Currie

Passing, glimpsing, everything seems accidentally but miraculously sprinkled with beauty, as if the tide of trade…had this night cast up nothing but treasure.
Virginia Woolf

As I peered in the windows of a millinery shop last night, Virginia Woolf’s voyeuristic essay, Street Haunting: A London Adventure came to mind. My imagination conjured up fantasies about who might buy these hats and to what occasions they would be worn. The mannequins appeared eerily lifelike.

Photos – Joan Currie

Barbie BMW…

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© Patrick Rafanan

One of my heroes is Barbie. She may not do anything,
but she always looks great doing it.
Paris Hilton

Strolling along Mission Street at 21st in San Francisco I spotted a custom Barbie BMW 745 LI. Only Barbie would insist on a diamanté BMW logo!

Model – Lauren DiMarco

Sunday Morning: Half Moon Bay…

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© Antonio Genovia

Oh what a beautiful morning,
Oh what a beautiful day…
Oscar Hammerstein II

Half Moon Bay beckoned me this morning. I walked along the shore at high tide and dodged the waves that claimed nearly half the beach.

© Joan Currie

© Joan Currie

Models – Lauren DiMarco and Oleg Galagan

Sense of Smell…

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© Eleven Orchids Photography

The sense of smell can be extraordinarily evocative, bringing back pictures as sharp as photographs of scenes that had left the conscious mind.

I visited my maternal grandfather only a couple of times, but during each stay he smoked White Owl cigars. Since his passing over thirty years ago, every time I smell a cigar I am instantly transported back to those few, special moments I had alone with him. The most memorable one was when he taught me how to draw a five-pointed star. I traced his pencil lines following his simple directions: across town, downtown, uptown, downtown, and back home again.

Autumn…

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© Joan Currie

When the frost is on the pumpkin and the fodder’s in the shock.
James Whitcomb Riley

Autumn arrived last night as I took an evening stroll under the light of the full harvest moon. The moon was extraordinarily bright and I was sure to make a wish as the autumnal equinox will not coincide with a harvest moon again until 2029 in the northern hemisphere.

Frenzy: Marrakech…

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© Joan Currie

Untamed, disorderly, untainted by grandeur or pomp, untamable by council or committee, Jemaa El Fna is nothing less than bedlam.

Time Out Marrakech

My architect-adventurer daughter and I frequently travel together. We arrived in the Marrakech’s main square, Jemaa El Fna, at dusk. The out-of-focus photographs really captures the craziness of thousands of people of all nationalities pushing, pulsating to the drums, steering clear of the snake charmers, bargaining with the stall vendors, and feasting at large communal tables. We ordered a chicken pie that looked very much like the standard pot pies back home. It tasted like chicken but turned out to be pigeon!

Boots…

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© Catherine Lee

My boots weren’t made for walking, they are works of contemporary art.
Lauren DiMarco

My daughter considered urban graffiti a legitimate art form even before she lived in São Paulo, Brazil, “the current worldwide mecca of graffiti.” When Christian Louboutin designed these radical red calf boots she had to have them – not to wear, but to display.

© Joan Currie - Christian Louboutin Boots

© Joan Currie - San Francisco Graffiti

Model – Lauren DiMarco

 

Orange…

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© Lydia Hudgens

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Albert Camus

Autumn is my favorite season! Inspired by my glass pumpkin and the pumpkins in the fields and markets, I decided to inject some orange to my decor and wardrobe to spice things up for fall. First, I  planned to repaint my navajo white gallery wall with a rich earth tone. In the paint store I was drawn to color samples with lovely sounding names like Amontillado, Savannah, and Calliope, but finally settled on Chutney.

Being half Dutch, I had no choice but to wear orange at the World Cup Soccer events in San Francisco last June and July. In addition to the excitement of the games, the color orange made me feel energetic, invigorated, passionate, and sensual! Since then, I have chosen several accessories from the orange-red to orange-yellow and gold range to accent my wardrobe and have discovered that I have a penchant for that color!

Model: Lauren DiMarco

Southern Cross…

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© Nicolo Sertorio

When you see the Southern Cross
For the first time
You understand now
Why you came this way…

Crosby, Stills & Nash (song)

I saw the Southern Cross for the first time floating on my back in the pool at the Copacabana Palace Hotel in Rio. The constellation’s five stars directly overhead were completely visible in the jet black sky. I stared at the heavens transfixed, bobbing in the water with the soothing sounds of the surf breaking onto the beach just across the Avenida Atlântica, and knew that I would remember that moment forever.

Copacabana Palace Hotel, Rio

Model – Lauren Currie