They say if you stay in the same place long enough, you get to see everything. So by staying on the same block in Greenwich Village longer than I ever expected, I've seen history being made in front of the Stonewall Inn, not once but twice.
I remember the lonely weekends when I was waiting... for something. I remember the moments of pure joy with my girlfriends, when we all knew that we were gorgeous and hot and could rule the world. The heartbreaks, the humiliations, the perfect evenings, the first kisses -- who can forget that?