Water

Took the afternoon off yesterday (bliss!) and went to see Water with Jacquie. So good. The cinematography was so lush and beautiful, and the acting was striking. The film examines the plight of widows in India, and it triggered some serious death threats against Indian-born, Toronto-raised director Deepa Mehta. Thought the film was very moving. Me and Jac had a good cry afterwards, and then went for sweet chai and spicy curry at a fav Indian spot. Don't know why everything always comes back to food with me, but it does. (And no, I am not 300 pounds.) Maybe I should be a food columnist? Nah.

Best Friend is getting married this weekend and I am getting ready to walk down the aisle with her. (The bridesmaid dresses are these cute little black cocktail numbers. Very cosmopolitan and sexy.)