Cindy And I

Oh, this is crazy !  You know how sometimes you might hear a song that takes you back, waaayyy back to a particular moment even decades ago...and you feel like you're there again ?  Or, when someone passes you on the street and they leave behind a trace of a perfume that you recognize...and that takes you back to a certain memory of a person, or a place, or a moment, also years ago ?

I happened to come across of an interview online today -- Cindy Crawford was talking about her marriage to Richard Gere (yeah, they were married, remember ?) and why the marriage failed.  It was all a very nice interview, she seems like a cool person with nothing but respect for Gere...but that's not the point  here.....

Reading this interview took me back to New York in an instant -- yeah, in a New York minute -- because somehow it reminded me of a particular day in August 1994 (yeah, wowza !) and a particular train ride I took from Larchmont, NY to Grand Central Station in the city. I had been living in Scarsdale and then Larchmont with the family of my boss...and on this day in August I was taking the train to NYC with my belongings, to live in lower Manhattan with my roommate for the remainder of the year.

I felt so excited, so happy, so at home....and in my hands I had the latest number of Vanity Fair with Cindy Crawford posing on the cover. Something about that train journey to the city, something about that Vanity Fair & Cindy Inc. -- something about that moment has stuck with me all these years so clearly. I can go back to that moment and feel that exact excitement, I can feel the magazine in my hands...I remember looking at Cindy and thinking how gorgeous she looked in that pose of hers...and then looking around on the train and out of the train windows thinking how lucky I was to be there, in that moment, in that city..on that train.

Oh, Cindy - we have come a long way, haven't we !