Way with words

I'm a journalist, a writer and a shower singer. I take pictures, but I don't fancy myself a photographer.

I read the New York Times and wish I could write like that.

I love receiving surprise gifts.

I'm married.

I have an undiagnosed chronic illness.

I wear high heels.

I eat peanut butter straight out of the jar.

I am more than the sum of my parts.
Sun Oct 12
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Confession: Never in my life had I crossed the $1,000 barrier for a dress I didn’t get married in. I considered it fiscal suicide. Some outrageously tempting garments have clung to me like weepy James Deans, but I have turned and left them coldly on the racks. The Narciso Rodriguez That Got Away stands out as one of the more bitter regrets of my sartorial life, but such is the price of survival.

But this wasn’t a dress: It was the fulfillment of my deepest desires, in wool.

Cintra Wilson, The New York Times, “Metamorphosis Has a Price Tag”

Oct. 9, 2008