Night and Day

I have to say that I meet the nicest people as I wander around the city. Today I got asked to take part in a Desi comedy show this upcoming weekend, and of course I said yes! The organizer, Curry Bradshaw (get it?!… complete with high heels and killer fashion), said that she’d like us to wear Indian fusion clothing… so I’m going to wear the top I wore at Raju’s wedding, with some black pants and high heels. I thought that the chooni that comes with it was overkill, so I walked to the stores in Bloor West Village to find a white shawl. I had a feeling there was one somewhere waiting for me.

The first couple stores didn’t have it (and were a little overpriced), then I wandered into Diversity, and there was a beautiful woman with silvery hair and a big smile – she sounded Eastern European. She helped me find the perfect white/creamy scarf!!

As I was paying, I showed her a pic of me wearing the whole outfit and she said, “That’s not you is it?” Ummmm yes! Ok I appear a little different all glam-ed up at an Indian wedding vs. glasses and jogging pants frantic to find a scarf, but still hopefully I at least resemble my more put-together self? It reminded me of when Neesha and I were at the airport going to Thailand and the security guy couldn’t believe that was me in my passport – Neesh was like, “Night and day huh?!”

Assholes!

Anyway, I told her about the comedy show, and she turned from a serious fashionista to a young kid, saying “Oh I szoooo love Russell Peters!” Who would’ve thought?

She said, “It’s good to laugh! Especially these days, when people are not laughing.”

It’s so true. Laughter eases that heavy weight a little.

She said, “Don’t forget us when you’re famous!”

Then I wandered into Queen’s Pasta Cafe (party of one, thank you) and had the most amazing butternut squash ravioli with lots of veggies and a non-alcoholic Shirley Temple. Walked home for 30 minutes along the streets with their gothic churches and buildings, and unique homes with steps for miles….