She would have been 103. If anyone could have carried it off, it would have been she.I'm grateful to have lived in New York when it was still a very real possibility that one could, in the course of an ordinary afternoon - shopping on Madison, say, or walking to a friend's place over toward the river - encounter a solitary walker, usually in a gray trench with a scarf or hat pulled low, and realize, usually just a moment too late, that it was in fact Miss G.
Goddess.
ReplyDeleteah, miss garbo.
ReplyDeletetoo exquisite.
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