A few days ago, on a total whim, a very dear friend and I decided we’d splurge on tickets to the opera. This part of the story is not make believe. Our nose bleed tickets for one of the first in-person performances at the Metropolitan Opera in eighteen months have been bought and paid for and we’re giddy with excitement. We’ll be wearing our masks and the fanciest things we can come up with and hopping on the subway, cackling our way all the way to Lincoln Center. The only problem I foresee is that when it comes to fancy things…I don’t really have any. I tend to be a jeans and sweaters and sneaks kind of person. I work from home and for the past year and a half I’ve mostly been home so the idea of dressing up is exciting and also, maybe, just a little bit daunting. Good thing I’m very good at playing make believe.
Here’s what I’d wear in my daydreams:
A silk organza dress for floating about in.
Embossed black heels with ankle straps for still being able to run to the subway in.
A pair of laurel hoops for a little glimmer.
A glass beaded beauty for fun.
Cara cara shade slick for color.
An old favorite perfume.
And a transit authority token as a little love letter to this city.
In an effort to ground this make-believing in something a bit more down to earth, here’s something that needs urgent attention:
Rally: October 2nd is the Rally for Reproductive Justice National Day of Action. More than 90 organizations, including Women’s March, Planned Parenthood, The Frontline, Working Families Party, SisterSong, and National Latina Institute for Reproductive Justice, are co-sponsoring a rally in Washington DC (and in cities throughout the country) to send a clear message to the Supreme Court that threats to reproductive justice will not be tolerated. RSVP and learn more here.
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