NOT "A CRAZY DEMO"!
THE LATEST FROM SIMON DOONAN'S SIMON SAYS COLUMN IN THE OBSERVER!
Radical Cheeky! Prop. 8 Mishegoss Is Makin' Me Militant
That's in between filling the Barneys 2008 holiday windows with hippie peacenik things and entertaining Princess Alexandra of Greece
by Simon Doonan
November 18, 2008
********************************************
Turn on. Tune in. Drop ... off your dry cleaning and head to a demonstration!
No, seriously, I am having such a totally tumultuous '60s moment! My life has gone from light and fluffy to totally heavy, man. Everything's coming up protests and peace signs. It's a freaky scene. When I'm not on some crazy demo, I'm slapping counterculture slogans on Barneys' windows and cramming them with Woodstock-abilia. Don't get me wrong: I'm hardly Hanoi Jane. Call me Weatherman-lite. I am really more like Streisand in The Way We Were, only without that diabolical frizz.
What's brought on the Barbra moment? Oh, just the quest for my civil rights, that's all.
SIMON WITH TOM BROKAW AND SOME BRATS
WEDNESDAY, NOV. 12
Protestors assembled outside the Mormon Temple on Columbus Avenue and 65th Street to express their displeasure at the church's aggressive campaign against same-sex marriage in California and the whole Proposition 8 mishegoss. My husband, Jonny-we were married in San Francisco on Sept. 18 and are now left hanging-and my mother-in-law, Cynthia Adler, both attended. (If you are a Mormon, you would call her "my former mother-in-law.")
Though vocal and forceful, the assembled agitators could not, according to my Jonny, resist tempering their earnestness with a little humor: one gaggle of gigglers got bored with shouting, "What do we want? CIVIL RIGHTS!" and switched to "What do we want? ROCK HARD ABS!"
READ THE REST: OBSERVER.COM
Radical Cheeky! Prop. 8 Mishegoss Is Makin' Me Militant
That's in between filling the Barneys 2008 holiday windows with hippie peacenik things and entertaining Princess Alexandra of Greece
by Simon Doonan
November 18, 2008
********************************************
Turn on. Tune in. Drop ... off your dry cleaning and head to a demonstration!
No, seriously, I am having such a totally tumultuous '60s moment! My life has gone from light and fluffy to totally heavy, man. Everything's coming up protests and peace signs. It's a freaky scene. When I'm not on some crazy demo, I'm slapping counterculture slogans on Barneys' windows and cramming them with Woodstock-abilia. Don't get me wrong: I'm hardly Hanoi Jane. Call me Weatherman-lite. I am really more like Streisand in The Way We Were, only without that diabolical frizz.
What's brought on the Barbra moment? Oh, just the quest for my civil rights, that's all.
SIMON WITH TOM BROKAW AND SOME BRATS
WEDNESDAY, NOV. 12
Protestors assembled outside the Mormon Temple on Columbus Avenue and 65th Street to express their displeasure at the church's aggressive campaign against same-sex marriage in California and the whole Proposition 8 mishegoss. My husband, Jonny-we were married in San Francisco on Sept. 18 and are now left hanging-and my mother-in-law, Cynthia Adler, both attended. (If you are a Mormon, you would call her "my former mother-in-law.")
Though vocal and forceful, the assembled agitators could not, according to my Jonny, resist tempering their earnestness with a little humor: one gaggle of gigglers got bored with shouting, "What do we want? CIVIL RIGHTS!" and switched to "What do we want? ROCK HARD ABS!"
READ THE REST: OBSERVER.COM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Blog Home