Niki like you've never seen her before

Seems the kids found the iPhone's panorama function.

Eventually, I'll get back to words, there's just no time for words right now

After school, went to the local bike park. 

Yes Pope, head in the direction of embracing love and away from condemnation

Pope, do what you can and that is A LOT.


http://www.nytimes.com/2013/09/20/world/europe/pope-bluntly-faults-churchs-focus-on-gays-and-abortion.html?hp

The look of someone who's just had a lifelong dream fulfilled.

I just got a YEAR PASS AT THE MET.

ECSTATIC GREETINGS

-e

Ready to go out.

Photo with Vanja.

Photo by Vanja.
Clothes by Kerber.

Was notified by a friend that Cher had been there, done that. Of course, she always has. Love Cher, the only thing I have a hard time understanding is why she named her daughter Chastity? Good thing he goes by Chaz now. 

Mom is here.

We've missed her so much.

I often think about this quote

“What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life?
The world would split open.”

― Muriel Rukeyser

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I think about it and then I think I should be more honest about, well everything and start to post really unflattering pics of myself and then another voice within says image is everything (you ARE your brand) and then the two start fighting with each other and I end up posting nothing.

In a rare peek into my soul I now offer you what those two people within would like to post, respectively, if they didn't stop each other:

Voice 1: This is my truth about life Sunday night 11 pm. Pic not staged. 

This is one tired woman after a long day. This is truth in blogging.

Voice 2: Truth is overrated.

Sunday in Brooklyn

That little hand. 

"Today, I'm going to learn how to ride a bike"

And she did. 

Brooklyn yesterday with Timothee and Olivia

Then got caught in the most magnificent thunderstorm. Loved it. 

A very important moment.

Life abroad - Joel edition

New York 2013.

London 2007.

This is the summer of...

...perfecting tying technique.

Stripes

My nephew Måns looking at pic of himself as a baby together with Joel. Oh life.

Word of Mouth

Back in '95, when internet was just a wee tyke, some people thought the future was more likely to be found in floppy disks and/or CD-ROMS. I kid you not.

Craig Kanarick was not one of those people. I met him in Cannes at a MULTIMEDIA FAIR (so cheesy, this concept) a long long time ago.

He then went on to marry Rebecca (full name: Rebecca improver-of-young-girls'-and-women's-self-esteem Odes)  and have two awesome kids. Now that we've moved our family to New York, their family has been part of the welcoming committee that has made our transition here more joyful than we could have dreamed of. 

Craig dresses in full on color that makes you happy just looking at him. He's now involved in the one thing many internet vets have always dreamed of: A BETTER FOOD INDUSTRY (lex Heidi Swanson).

I'm writing all this so you don't miss out on the piece on Craig and Mouth in NYT.

http://boss.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/09/10/tapping-the-joy-of-indie-food/

Pics from the past week - first day of school and soccer love

Vanja in her uniform. 

And with her dad.

The younger two. Joel now has the same shoe size as I do. 

The one day when he didn't have practice, Joel still went to the pitch. 

Seen here working on THE RAINBOW.

Does your soccer field have this view?

Vanja and a blurred Empire State building in the back (yes, the blue and green thing). 

Today - trying out the other lens for the camera.

Vanja found a 10 dollar bill and Niki wished she had, too. 

Picking up Joel from day camp.

Such an awesome camp for an 8-year old.

Then cooked meatballs from scratch for the first time in my life. They came out delicious.