Beyond the Pallor
At the time, I didn't get the irony, but I actually cancelled a dermatologist appointment to do the "I'm going to wait in the really long line" for free tickets to belle and sebastian. It was sunny and there were about four helicopters circling this filet of park slope. While it turned out that a construction mishap had occurred nearby, I imagined these headlines:
#1 "Pasty girl reads Chomsky at 10:30 in the morning! Pics inside!!"
#2 "Worlds oldest hipster at 49 wears the same bowling shirt for 15 years!"
#3 "Bronx nanny doesn't know why she's even here!"
So, that's what I did and I went to the concert yesterday.
It was good, I felt old, it rained a little, and I wondered at the affliction that is whiteness.