A few months back, I was sitting in the coffee shop where I often work, and looked up to see one of my Morning News editors standing in line for the bathroom.
This wouldn’t have been odd, except Rosecrans was living in Paris at the time, and I hadn’t heard anything about him coming to town. My brain kept insisting that it couldn’t be him.
Turns out he was there for a whirlwind work trip, filming an ad campaign for Louis Vuitton. They were trying to capture Francis Ford Coppola’s San Francisco, and I ended up in the campaign.
Go to Louis Vuitton Journeys
Click “San Francisco with Francis F. Coppola”
Wait for the street video to stop playing and a mosaic of photos to appear
Mouse over the center photo in the center row until you see text
Click on the center photo that reads “The Mission Now, Bohemia”
Click on the photo of the blue sweater and coffee cup (that’s my sweater)
Mouse over the larger photo of the sweater and hit the play button
That’s all there is to it!
For those of you who aren’t related to me, and therefore won’t have to pretend to have seen this at the next family reunion, it’s enough for you to know that I am shockingly eloquent. I guess you’ll just have to trust me on that.
Photo by Heidi Schumann
Our one-bedroom apartment made an appearance in the New York Times today. We’re part of an article on families who are living in smaller spaces in big cities. Go have a look at “Move Up? Move Out? Families Squeeze In”.
If you haven’t seen it yet, Anna Jane Grossman interviewed a bunch of bloggers, including me, for an article called “Your Blog Can Be Group Therapy.” Have a look.
At SxSW, I did an interview with Michael Nolan. He works with Peachpit, the publishing house that produced No One Cares What You Had for Lunch.
I hadn’t slept in three days, so I was too exhausted to assume my Rich and Throaty Media Voice. Click through to hear the valley-girl lilt that persists into my thirties. For some reason, I always thought that one day I’d just awaken sounding like Maya Angelou. You want world peace, I want the voice of an 80-year-old black woman. We all have our dreams.
Anyway, here you go:
Twenty seconds in conversation with Jon Armstrong.
I’m so excited to be back in Austin. Hello mornings at Jos, free booze on the tech industry, mornings gripping my temples and rocking. Good times.