Gorgeous day. Get up early and take a 3.6-mile walk in
Central Park. Have a healthy lunch, the
last bowl of Lady Gaga’s Tomato and Leek soup.
Go for an errand. Pass a salon that is promoting eyelash extensions. Robyn swears by hers. I go in to check it out. $95 for the first visit. Maintenance, every two to three weeks, $40. Sounds expensive. The salon owner, a tiny Asian woman, asks me
to remove my sunglasses, then says, “You and me around same age. Our face now falling down. Extra lashes on side of eye help lift
face.” It’s cheaper than surgery. I’ll
think about it.
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