Født: 12. november 1982
Født: 12. november 1982
To the Human Rights Campaign: You made me feel like a Queen last night! Thank you for my award and for all you do.
Joe Biden: What a thrill to hear you speak. Thank you for reminding us who we are and for giving us hope.
Awkwafina: I love you. You lit up the room (you light up every room you are in). Thank you for coming to DC for me.
Adam Rippon: (you know what I’m thinking because you know why)
I found myself outside a fire station ceremony first thing this morning and have been unsuccessfully trying to put my feelings into words since. I can think of no better way to describe what I am feeling than Robert Schwarzman has done here, and so it is my bittersweet pleasure to share his thoughts with those of you who may not have already read them.
Repost Robert Schwartzman
I was living in NYC and attending the New School in September 2001. I stayed at a hotel in Soho the night of September 10th, and woke up to the news that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers. The news didn’t know what to make of it and began to speculate. Then news of the second plane was announced and it was more clear what had taken place. I walked outside the hotel, turned towards downtown, and could see the two smoking towers in the distance. I accompanied the hotel staff to pickup some extra flashlights and batteries at the local market. When I returned to the hotel, the buildings were no longer standing.
The feeling around NYC that resonated and sustained for months following this event was one of pure and genuine connection. Everything and everyone felt so in tune and in sync, like you were standing with strangers who felt no different than your family.
I’m currently in NYC and walking these streets 17 years later is bringing this all back. It’s surreal to think that this monumental event actually happened and how much time has passed. Thinking back to that feeling of unity, I can’t help but think about this feeling of separation and division that plagues our country right now. I believe there’s more love than hate in us, more connection than division, more friends than enemies. I want to believe it shouldn’t have to take events like this to get to this place of connection, that it’s always present when we want to embrace it. It’s hard to keep things in perspective once the dust settles, but memories and history continue to remind us of the beauty we’re capable of.
Today we remember as a city, as country, and as a planet.
Many thanks to Ralph Lauren for a spectacular and dreamy NY night. Congrats on 50 years!
From Colin to the Capital to a college stage in Illinois, this is a small thank you to all those who fight with, and for, their light.
Let us honor them by living in our own.
Have a blessed weekend everyone.