Eternal Love! 15 Photos Of David Bowie & Iman Over The Years

Serpentine Gallery Summer Party
UNITED KINGDOM – JULY 09: David Bowie & Wife Iman, The Serpentine Gallery Summer Party In London. (Photo by Dave Benett/Getty Images)

While the world has lost an incredibly creative music icon in David Bowie, supermodel and businesswoman Iman has lost the love of her life. I look at the pictures, and my heart utterly breaks for her. I have always been fascinated by the couple–both successful in their own right, strong, and went against the grain without hesitation. I admired the fact that although their art was edgy, their personal life seemingly was not.  They were not in the news with infidelity, fights and foolishness. I’m sure they had their ups and downs like every couple, but they were able to keep it out of the public eye. In the days of Kimye and other publicity stunt couples, the dignity of David and Iman will be sorely missed.

I see the love in these pictures, and as a wife, I grieve for her.

Life is short — live hard, love harder, and tell the people that mean something to you that you love them

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For Every Year & Every Life…A Season!

For Every Year & Every Life…A Season!

fall sayings

Being born and raised in NY, I used to love fall. It was the beginning of cool weather, the leaves change, great food, long sleeves and boots. Not too cold, but just right.

Now that I’m in my 40’s, I realized that seasons don’t just apply to the dates in the year, it applies to your life.

In doing this assignment, I’ve read some great blogs. One is the Namaste, the journey of a 15 year old Indian girl, through pictures and poetry. I was struck by her innocence, and how she views the world through the lens of beauty and happiness.

The next blog I explored was Bridget, who is a life coach making her transition into her 40’s, and giving life guidance on how to de-clutter and get back to basics. Basically, Bridget is trying to get grown ups back to that pure happy place that Namaste is currently enjoying.

What brought all of this together for me was the blog by Indamixworldwide, who transported me back to my own time of innocence through his music driven blog. He had great throwbacks to the days in my early twenties when all I cared about was dancing to Tony Humphries, Lil Louie Vega, Masters at Work and Frankie Knuckles all night, then eating a big greasy diner burger with cheese fries with my friends at 7am.

I didn’t have a care in the world.

This is before the days of bills, mortgages, responsibilities. This was before seeing how ugly the world can be, and how horribly people can treat each other (especially in my line of work). This was before love, death, and loss.

And becoming a pescatarian along with a bit more health/weight conscious  😉

Frank Kaiser had a great statement about older women (ironically, incorrectly attributed to Andy Rooney). You get to the point that nothing shakes you, because you’ve seen it all. But the one thing you learn is to enjoy every season as it comes. You even get good at recognizing when the season has changed in your life! You can be like “oh, this is about growth. This is about patience. This is about decisions.”

It’s certainly a season of growth for me…I’m sensing that the foundation is being laid now for big changes ahead. I’m learning some tough lessons about human nature; but I fight to still see the good in people.

No matter what, you can’t take life or those you love for granted. Enjoy, life, laugh, love. Tomorrow is not promised; today is a gift– that’s why it’s called the present.




Mandela, Music and Me

Mandela, Music and Me


In these last days of mourning the passing of Nelson Mandela, I wanted to share one of my memories.  Growing up in New York, there was a Caribbean radio station called WLIB. At that time, the station did not broadcast 24 hours a day.  When they signed off, they would play the song “Free Nelson Mandela”. It was part of the soundtrack of my life.  Then one day…Mandela was free.  The freedom cry became real.


So while reading this article from the LA Times, I took a look at the video of Amy Winehouse performing that song with the band at Mandela’s 90th birthday party.  I had chills (partly because of her amazing voice, gone too soon), but then began to cry from the memory.

Rest in Peace Madiba…you affected so many, and in such a positive way….