mild winter thoughts over hot wonton soup

How was (is?) your tuesday darlings?

Ours?

Chez teamgloria?

A breakthrough, actually (as opposed to a breakdown but we hear those can be remarkably similar in effect or affect – never Quite understood the connection and usage of those two).

We digress.

First, a few pictures. And then the revelation.
(pause for arrival of hot wonton soup – we are at the noodle place, post-therapy, hence the revelation.)

Oooo. That Is Hot.

We shall leave it to cool…..

Pictures.

So we were up Very Early and made our way out of soho (as you can see from the change in decor)

Into the gritty and glorious lower east side…..

To have a splendid breakfast with someone with excellent sequin-y tastes in mini-tablet-cases.

We do love having friends from Abroad. Especially when they bring news of ideas that we shared a couple of years ago which are now in breathtaking Reality in a Far Off Land. #delightful  and quietly proud and pleased actually. 

Then we walked back through town and admired the concept of christmas which is expressed in Such individual ways as one moves from one Quarter to t:other.

Caught up on some reading between Tasks.

And inspirational imagery for potential commerce.

Under a strangely blue sky considering the Month and Coast and usual weather patterns at this time of year.

Then the revelation……..

We have noticed how Delicious it is when people (very lovely people, said with approving nod and moist eyes to give you the full Picture)email or text (how Modern as William would Say) to say “we loved it when gloria said that today” or “before we emailed you back, we caught up with gloria to see what has been going on” and so on….or our Fav one from Yesterday:

Could you send a hi-res version of that picture you took of us so we can frame it for the staircase gallery?

(we ADORED that One).

Or our friends on IG (the picture place via the interweb ) suddenly realize that our literary agent told us it was Time for the reveal and they were Most Pleasantly surprised by who we are in Real Life.

We are very twinkly to get messages like this from Mr. Puff (or is it Mr. dub? So hard to tell with these new/digital/monikers).

In contrast.

And we say this biting our (clara bow-esque) bottom lip, darlings.

We have received a few messages in the past week that ask when we’re moving to the Other Coast or Whether we’ve been travel(l)ing or other such inquiries/enquiries/questioningness and with a Gulp we realize that (and this is Very hard to say):

They haven’t been reading teamgloria.com At All.

They’re clearly Not Interested in our writing or ideas or allusions and illusions or the book deal or one woman photo show or just-7-weeksto-Move-experiences.

Deep sigh.

Now.

We guess it isn’t mandatory to love gloria in order to be our friend.

Oh.

Wait.

Yes. It. Is.

because gloria (getting a tiny bit cross purpose and multi personality on you for a second) is our best self (as our friend the goddess we used to work with says.

Thank you for listening.

Because you’re here.

And we Adore You.

Cue *winningandwinsomesmile*

We really. Do.