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I thank my friend Abby for introducing me to bindi, which are Indian facial stick-on gems. Abby's sister appears in this wedding video I blogged about recently. We used to live across the street from Abby, and I sometimes saw her daughter wearing bindi. They are not Indian, but does that matter? Saraswathi Vedam, the midwife for my first two children, is Indian and she is quite wise. Bindi are fun and girls love them. What a beautiful way to liven up one's female self. I respect its Indian and Bangladeshi spiritual roots, but since I am Jewish I choose to not place bindi in the traditional between-the-eyebrow location.
Indian bindi can be found at your local Indian clothing store
I bought this package when I was last in Manhattan. I went to 28th and Lexington, sometimes referred to as Curry Hill, and found hundreds of different styles. You can get bindi on Ebay, naturally. I wore bindi later that night, and my new friend, Cute Indian Girl, complimented me. Yay.
My brother, The Goalie, saw my daughter, Concealed Light, wearing bindi this past weekend for her Aunt Reba's birthday celebration. The Goalie said, "Um, I think you've got some dirt on your cheek." Thanks a lot, Uncle Goalie. We all laughed about it.
Don't think my mom is going to like this ridiculous photo of me.
I did not go out with the faux nose pierce.
I am laughing terribly at that photo.
And if you want to see Saras, who I hold in the highest regard when it comes to childbirth, look no further!
Back in the 90s, feng shui was all the rage. Riding the subway, I often heard women talking about tossing away the stuff they didn't need in the end. They only kept what was important since this would lead to ultimate streamlining of their space. They knew who was their friend: the perpetual giveaway bag. Feng shui took it to a higher level, and for that I have great respect. Leave it to the Eastern traditions to bring us great wisdom.
And I ask you why if you open a magazine today, you see nary a reference to feng shui. It is all about the yoga this, the yoga that. Did you know that the great late Shel Silverstein practiced yoga daily?
Back in the 2002, Stango and I took a monumental trip to Amsterdam. (1 year anniversary and 30th birthday...so many things went down there that we just don't understand... watch a youthful Jerry looking really great here for some of that good stuff. interestingly the quotation I am looking for is not included in that video, but historic it was so I decided to post it. better look here at Jackie Greene's version, more up-to-date oy, can't find it in that one, either! wow, he looks so much like Dylan! ok, last try with the studio version jump to 1:33 ...and yet everything happens for a reason and therefore things like the Ninja Rebbe, Marc Chagall's fiddler wearing lots of purple and our Anne Frank Haus visit are become more clear now...I do pray to take a monumental trip to Israel for the 10 year follow-up to that).
It was there that I saw a Nike bus stop billboard ad featuring a woman in a yoga position. The series was entitled "Yoganista." We saw nary an ad like that back in the states.
(this isn't the same ad campaign, but from another genius product line Nike has out)
Let's not forget about feng shui. I am not going to. This blog will help me clear out some of the childhood relics I can't seem to part with. I am going to keep this one that Grandma Martha framed in 1978 or so, but at least I can share it here:
Want to upload photos of the Koala I made in 2nd grade. Will do soon. Recently, the Coach referenced the PurpleGirl and Cute Indian Girl in this Yoga video. Pretty funny. And here is the song I inferred in the first sentence of this entry : jump to 2:58 for a quick fix of "Theme from the Bottom" oh, one more thing. Didn't feng shui always remind you of Wang Chung? What memories, what memories. PurpleGirl, I doubt you are gonna read thus far, but DIG THE DUDE'S SWEETEST PURPLE TAILS!!! Shaweet, I say!
