These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Saturday, December 03, 2016
Happy Birthday to me, part 5
I love this movie. Yes, underneath all her charm and glamour, Holly Golightly is a hooker. And I suppose it's not a stretch in the slightest to call Paul ("Fred") a whore, too. And yet ... and yet ... I love almost every moment* of this movie. So I was very happy last Sunday when I got to see a restored print of Breakfast at Tiffany's on the big screen. It was part of my day long birthday celebration with Kathy.
Also part of the gift: dinner at Maggiano's and a trip to the biggest local mall to finish my Christmas shopping.
It was an all-day affair -- 10 hours! -- which is an awful lot of Kathy. But the older I get, the more I appreciate how hard she's willing to work to keep our friendship in tact. I treasure that.
*Not Mickey Rooney's over-the-top and racially insensitive supporting part, though.
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Sounds like a very fun birthday celebration!
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