Seriously though. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A COWBOY. I live for the suedes and fringed shorts, hot from the sun….baking in the desert California heat. I was born that way, bright and early on Venice Boulevard. Luckily, I got my Vitamin D fix this past festival. I’m happiest under a sun hat…looking up into the open blue skies to no-where land. Not a soul in sight. It’s nearing summer and many things are changing…I can feel it and smell it just as I arrived back in NYC this past weekend. The white lush cherryblossoms of the city, hanging just outside my window. It’s my year still isn’t it? (Year of the Horse!) See? COWBOY. I’m happy that I’ll have you all for the ride.