Once upon a time, I was pretty cool. I skipped lines, hung out backstage and partied with the band. This was not so much about my hip factor as it was about the company I kept. I was cool by association. I’ve settled down a bit in recent years. But, every now and then, I can’t help but long for my former life. I miss being with the band. Because there’s something inherently cool about being in the inner circle. Not that I ever really considered myself in. I was just a good enough actress to pass. These day, my life is much less chic. I am, for the most part, a responsible adult. I work hard, go to bed at a decent hour and do charity work. But, the great irony is that, amidst this rock’n’roll-less lifestyle, I feel a lot cooler. It could be that my basis of comparison has shifted, but I think that I’m just more comfortable in my own skin. I’m no longer trying to fit the mold. Instead, I’m making my own. And if that isn’t cool, I don’t know what is.
LUSH cardigan, vintage t-shirt, RE/DONE “The Black Elsa” jeans, The Office of Angela Scott oxford pumps, Cristina Ramella “World” cuff, XIV Karats necklace (similar $$$$), Seoul Little “Los Angeles” necklace, Catbird, XIV Karats and ginette_ny rings (similar), MAC lipstick in Lady Danger
Photos by Michele LoBosco