Angie serenaded me before the exhibit

The John Lennon room was extremely moving, especially old footage of him in Central Park, dancing on the empty bandshell,in the ocean with Sean. After doning all he could for peace his clothes were sent back to Yoko in a cardboard box. Bring tissues be warned.


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The Angel Sistas hit the Roll Hall

Pre Burning Man my angel Sis and I hopped down to Mercer Street to see the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
This is Ringo's guitar it says. It must have been quite heavy lugging that around. Maybe that is why the Beatles split, too much arguing over who carries the Ringo guitar.


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We swam from one end of the beach to the next

The safest place to be was in the water, only there the flies could not torment you.



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The nature reserve beach was empty on a hot steamy Saturday

Once we sat down, we realized why , we were attacked by horse flies. Darn!


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Here is the artist, Chris Haile

It is a sad story as Chris died young of diabetes. He is in the Sag Harbor cementry where you can sit on one of his art benches, and pay your respects or sing a Dylan song.


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Wooden hanging tree sculpture

The garden was a great yoga location, surrounded by trees, birds and interesting sculptures.


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One of many of Chris Haile's sculptures sculptures

I fell in love with them all.



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Ducks on the fireplace

Each piece seemed to be in perfect harmony with the room.


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Inside an art home in historic Sag Harbor

This is my kind of place, not an inch of space without an art "objet".



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Chris Haile was a wonderful artist

And Duncan's home was filled with outstanding art.



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This weekend my gracious host was Duncan Haile who is also known as Sag Harbor's local wizard

He may also be known to you as my Kayaking coach, a job requiring supreme patience and understanding.


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Hamptons bather enjoying the refreshing water

Was everyone in the sea blissed out? It seemed like it.
Also there is a hidden unavoidable snobbery and satisfaction as you know anyone in the city is sweltering away and probably quite miserable and wishing they were you right now.


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The froth seemed to dissolve all my worries away

I was so busy jumping around and avoiding getting my hair wet, I managed to forget there is 2.2 Trillion real estate properties that could default in the US, simply because they can't be refinanced and I need to loose ten pounds in a week before Burning Man. I am not sure which concerns me more but probably the latter.


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Everyone seemed intoxicated by the waves

When I am on this beach I just want time to stand still and leave me here forever


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The sea on Gibson. Beach was like a giant bubble bath

It was very exciting watching the giant waves whilst standing safely at the edge in order to not get my hair wet.


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Girlfriend week

One great thing about being single is you get to really enjoy time with your best girlfriends, such as Sasha. Lucky we like the same things - Sag Harbor, vegetarianism, sunsets on the beach, reading and hunting boys. We also enjoy wearing matching holy Indian yoga scarfs as beach dresses and posing as ethereal goddesses amongst the yah yah Hamptons snooty chi chi set.



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We both were modeling my Burning Man sparkly blue cowboy hat

More contemplation and less posing - some might say.


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Sasha and I went down to Gibson Beach to check out the swell after Hurricane Bill

The light was perfect and despite talk of hailstones and tremendous rain, the weather stayed perfect.



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Hey SP heard the kayaking was ever so slightly on the strenuous side and you are totally cream- crackered ( knackered)

The Aspiring Trout Pond Princess said, flashing me a highly relaxed million dollar smile in her million dollar teenage haute couture bikini,
"why not take a leaf out of my book and get the old man or old Daffy Daddykins down there to do all the work and kick the boat up and down using his feet as an engine propellor, works a treat I tell you and I get to breathe and relax and enjoy the scenery."

Now that is what I call SP style.

"Girl, I like it. I could do with some training from you , I must be getting rusty in my old age, nice when a lovely young lass like you, can give the SP some valid pointers, keep it up, you are going places my dear, I have no doubt about it."

With that her dad pushed her off the edge of the dock and paddled her round the pond, whilst she lay in full splendour not a hair out of place, not a bead of sweat on her fair brow.

I realized those young 'uns can teach us a thing or two and made a mental note to self that future kayak excursions should be carried out the same way with Mr Magician Duncan kicking my kayak along with his feet as my engine, dodging the jellyfish bravely,through the idyllic Peconic Bay. I am sure he won't mind, probably treat it as a great honor, as any smart man would.


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An hour later I was back at Trout Pond, the Hampons swimming hole.

That day all the bracken was fulll of wild raspberrys and Sam the snapping turtle popped his head up to say hi.

A young aspiring princess to be lounged in a yellow inflatable dinghy. Her dad looked real beat.


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You can do it, just breathe and imagine you are an amazon sneaking up to it's prey

Get a rhythm going, it should be totally effortless.

Well with no choice I made it back and here is an action shot of me rowing rather than resting, although I never did quite master the breathe and relax side of things.


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After about two and a half minutes that horrible ache in my shoulders returned.

Every time Duncan went ahead I rested the paddle, trying to catch my breath.

Whose laughing now? I was sure I heard that darned kayak murmer between my puffs and pants. I looked around for a tow rope, nothing, just ospreys idling in their nest and viscious ugly giant red princess eating jellyfish floating by as a clear reminder that IN the kayak was the smart place to be.

"Duncan," I whined," I'm tired, how much further to go now?"


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But I haven't digested my lousy egg bagel from the deli yet, I whined.

Big Mcdaddykins told me never to jump up after eating. You can get very ill. Ok Ok . Scottish World Kayak Champion in action, go cat go. 5 miles that's it, I was hoping for another 20 miles. Jellyfish watch out, here I come. Let me show you who is boss around here, old kayak son of a gun.

I put my foot very assertivly over the kayak as one might a wayward pony showing clearly I meant business.


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"that sounded an awful lot like a whine to me, am I hearing you correctly?

It is only 5 miles back, nothing a Scottish Fitness Champion like you can't handle. Hop in, wake up and let's get moving. Time is of the essence, get to it Princess."


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Ok lunch is over time to make tracks SP said Duncan after what seemed like only five minutes

"Allready?, what about the breathe and relax part I haven't done that yet? Now seems a good a time as any. I can practice Shivasana, corpse pose in preparation for my next Hatha yoga class."


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At the lunch spot ( an egg bagel from a deli highly uninteresting, I leaned against the oar

- to aid staying vertical



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Huff , puff, my arms were killing me after 2 minutes

Duncan called out" Hey, what's keeping you, you need to keep rowing, we have a ways to go yet."

The sun was beating down on me and these oar things felt like they had 10 pound dumbbells attached to the end. My shoulder was about to fall off with all the effort, this was way tougher than my yoga classes.

"All good Sweetie, admiring the view and watching out for jellyfish", I smiled graciously.




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It's very easy, all you do is hold the oar like so.

Breathe and relax were my instructions.


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Yeah two canoes

I lied, trying to kick one under a bush except there was no bushes in the water.



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You mean I have to do the kayak on my own?

I thought I would ride in the back of yours and give commands as to the best lunch spot. Is this the port or starboard ( you see I know the whole jargon).


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The scenery was perfect , not a cloud in the sky

There was even a family of ospreys nesting nearby, Hamptons at it's best.


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This is what's called a kayak

Think you can handle this one?

"Oh sure, back in sunny Glasgow, I was a real whiz at the old kayak, just remind me how does it work?"


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Hey Princess, fancy a wee kayak adventure up the Peconic Bay

King Duncan, the local wizard , Samba drummer , home made gorgonzola pasta preparer and sweet ecstatic Kirtan chanter, invited or should I say challenged me to do a day's kayaking on yet another Sweltering Summer 85 degree Saturday.


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Secret to successful spiritual life- by Annie

RELAX! Chillax! Do Nothing. Melt into the mother earth. Easy peasy!


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Ashram delicious veggie suppers at the lake

A great bonus at the ashram is all the new friends you meet like Tom the divine yoga teacher and Annie who goes to Shul of New York like me. We all talk about yoga things and the secrets to successful spiritual living of which every person on the ashram has plenty to ideas.


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I should have been a water sprite

My happiest moments are in the water. In my next life I will probably come back as a seal, just toss my food in the water and leave me be.


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Swimming in the holy ashram lake

The next day was another scorcher, the lake was my favorite place to cool off. The fish nibbled my toes, ensuring I had to keep moving rather than just floating around.



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No I wasn't in the show

But jumped into the group photo at the end, all the performers friends will probably say, who is she, but you know me never like to miss a good photo opp.


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At the interval Angie and I ran to rock the cradle of our "love child" Lord Krishna

Luckily the Krishna Doll had a high tolerance for being in photos, otherwise there would have been a tantrum I am sure of it.




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It is lucky to rock the cradle

Also to give Krishna flowers....
Hw looks like he wants to hop out after the overload of attention from the Indian performers.


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Happy birthday Lord Krishna, play your flute and watch us all

All excitement at the ashram for this important birthday. Krishna looks just like the wee boy I dream of having so I kept hogging him and taking lots of photos until I was shooed off the stage.


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My Angel Sista, Angie and I at our spiritual pre BM Ananda Ashram spiritual retreat

On our favorite swing where we share our secrets. Angie and I had a playa sister pact under the stars first year of Burning Man. Angie is opening a fabulous bikram studio in Bali and has made her dream a reality. We dote on each other and our time together is so sacred. She told me my soul mate awaits me in Bali to help tempt me to join her. But could I leave New York?



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Prepping for Burning Man

I had a great time last week trying on different outfits from Sandriney's wild and wonderful collection for Burning Man. Although it is only 6 days you need a new outfit every hour or so, as the heat and dust makes you ragged in seconds. The parasol protects you from the heat and is a de rigeur must have Burning Man accessory, a little tricky to bike with it though , that's what bungee cords and baskets are for, hop off your bike be fabulous!


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Roll over Sex and the City- introducing the three Goddesses, Claudinsky, Sandriney and the SP

Here are we three dear friends posing for photos whilst sweltering in 95 degrees in Madison Square Park. This action shot was taken of us before we chased around the city trying to find a cinema that would take us for District 9. Kipps Bay is huge with loads of empty seats and great audio sound effects.

Later that night your very own SP got terrible food poisoning after a raw nut meat salad from Bonobo's. It ruined the film and the pain was so huge I thought the end is nigh a prawn alien is going to jump out my aching tummy. After a hot bath and massage from my wayward Goddess Roomie I felt quite a bit better. The next day Bonobos emailed me to say I was welcome to another free nut meat salad at any time. Eh hello the last one nearly killed me, no Siree.


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iPhone close up of the famous SP birthday gâteau

When are they adding a photo flash as an app, there are 50,000 already why no flash yet. If you strain your eyes you can see it, just take it from me it was totally yummy and sorry there is none left. ( The bit in the freezer is for me only, on a rainy day like tomorrow might be, actually the forecast is sweltering again but hey all weather is cake weather ) .
I know princesses are supposed to love sharing and be kind to all The LLS, but we can't be perfect or we would not be lovable.


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My gigantic cake was delicious

Some wierd thing happened here to the photo, but you can see I am thrilled with my cake, traditional sponge ,butter icing, raspberry jam , the works. I wanted to scoff the whole lot myself and cut it all horrible to try putting folks off but then Paul took over and cut it nicely so everyone took a piece, darn!



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Here I am sandwiched between the Leo Allstars fellow birthday Celebrators, delectable Dallas and Erudite Irresistable Eric

The SP ordained that we celebrate our birthdays together every year as I love photoshoot opportunities like this plus the both of them are supernice as well as superyummy.
Dallas had to leave his pod on the Hudson to come quite a feat and nearly didn't make it. Erik had a few blocks to stroll over and was always a dead cert with no risk of a no show. The fact Dallas actually made it to his own party certainly added to the occassion, especially for him.
We went back to my place and the SP air conditioning is only ten years old and with a big crowd works so so mostly not at all. At one point I apologized to Dallas the SP pad for wayward goddesses was a teensy weensy bit hot. Sweat was pouring down his face and not fazed a bit he said " Oh I am comfortable." What a trooper and well behaved guest, for that alone you made it to next years party. No whining allowed at my parties - be happy to be at the hottest party of the year , literally, good practice for the playa. One creative guest filled a container with ice which he passed around to try cool the sweltering guests. Like it!


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Todd was a big hit

Todd got on great with everyone and was a champion mingler and a great asset to have. Note to self - he should come to all future parties.



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Check out this royal picnic

Not too shabby, who is better than me?



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Reid relaxes after bringing a giant pot full of quinoa and roast veggies to Mad Sq park all the way from Carroll Gardens

I was so happy to be surrounded by my loyal and loving subjects and really felt the love. Since I completely went tetotal ( Zhu Zhong my acupuncturist's orders )and stopped even a sip of wine I am feeling things very deeply, especially emotions. Now I am
a year older- time to get real!


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