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When a Lousy Boyfriend is Worth It

milkmaidI hadn’t seen any paintings by the 17th century Dutch artist, Johannes Vermeer, until I started living with a man who made a film about him. The relationship with my filmmaker boyfriend was stormy and it ended badly. (You know, artists.) But while we were together, we lived in Europe and trekked to exquisite Vermeers all over the world.

The Milkmaid, one of my favorites, is currently on loan at NYC’s Metropolitan Museum from the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam. It will be exhibited there until the end of November, along with five other paintings by the Dutch master, already in the Met’s collection. They’re breathtaking, and worth the long lines.




Genetics of Asking for Help

luggageMy mother was not good at asking for help. She was stubborn that way, and so am I. It’s a hard habit to break. Recently I got some practice.

Some months ago, I introduced a Husband Benefits Pie Chart, a 2-step system I devised while waiting around for the perfect man to show up. The first step is fantasizing about the advantages of an ideal spouse, and the next step is finding them elsewhere. A recurring item on my fantasy list is a husband to lift my luggage into the airplane’s overhead bin. I’m a delicate 5’3″, so it’s hard for me to bench press my suitcase. Since I hate to check luggage, I learned to pack light. (It’s amazing how many pairs of shoes I can get into a 20” carry-on.)

As I was about to return home on a plane trip last month, my back went out. I could hardly stand up straight, and there was no way I’d be able to maneuver my bag. The only solution was asking a stranger to do it for me. I know it’s not such a big deal, but I obsessed on the way to the airport, rehearsing the request in my head. As we boarded, I scoped out the sturdy people standing near me, to see who might be willing to do the heavy lifting. It was not a direct flight, so I had to ask 4 times. Up. Down. Up. Down. Without exception, people couldn’t be nicer. They were happy to lend a bicep or two.