Hooray! It is snowing. (and not canceling my last day of embroidery...) It is so pretty outside, when I steal a peek out of someone else's office window, that I just want to go outside and frolic in it for a bit before heading inside to change into dry clothes and sip hot chocolate and snuggle down with a good book and some snow cream or something... sigh, but alas, we are still at work. I'd really rather be home combing my notes on the MFA goods we got to see and writing them up for posterity.
But, at least I can share shoes. SHOES! The Walk This Way exhibit was fabulous, and since they were on display in areas that didn't have photography restrictions, I've uploaded them to my flickr account.
I'm honestly torn on my favorites, between the lovely pierce work small sample shoes from the 1610's and the lovely embroidered shoes from the 1720's. They actually had several (6) shoes from the 17th century as part of the exhibit that just made you want to drool. The detail, the seemingly senseless decorations, the odd slap sole shoes that were essentially wedges, the lovely stacked leather soles and the lovely silk ribbons, what can I say, I was smitten. And even Tammy and Catherine seemed interested even though they confessed to not being shoe junkies. (Surely a genetic defect, being female and not being into shoes...) I was very restrained in only packing three pairs of shoes for the 5 day trip up north.
Okay, I want to go home? Mother, may I?
SRSLY
Thursday morning dawned nice and early and we got up, moving, and had yummy waffles for breakfast before getting on the road to be there close to the 10am opening of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.
Sadly I neglected to have a good Boston map on me and the GoogleMaps directions were confusing so trying to Zen drive my way back to the hotel was a hopeless failure. First I headed one way on Massachusetts Ave only to say it feels wrong and to turn around for a very very long way back to the hotel. Sigh. Yes, I was headed the right way to begin with. But we did get to drive through some cute neighborhoods, past Harvard, Cambridge, and finally gave up to ask for directions from folks who were equally lost, to then ask a very nice homeless lady who gave me great directions (so I gave her a $5) and we got to drive past Tufts University before finally making it back to I-93 and eventually to our hotel. At least we were sitting down for the drive. And then, I had to choose what I hoped would be the quieter of two restaurants only to choose the one with good food and really really bad karaoke.
I.... did it MYyyyy waaaaayyyyy...... and we really wish he hadn't.
The ultimate lesson is; wear comfy shoes to museums, take a good map when driving in unfamiliar territory, if you do venture forth without a map-happily enjoy the view, don't let Gen pick the restaurant, and contact the museum well in advance to see the hidden collections items because it is truly worth it.
