The New Yorker has immortalized me on its recent cover:
Except for the glasses, this is totally how I look. I love reading my Kindle on the Montreal subway. And I’m so angelic and long-suffering that I’m almost sprouting wings. So I’m taking this as a tribute to myself and to all the other angelic Kindle-lovers with wild hair.
Thank you, Dame Eleanor Hull for letting me know.
With your picture right next to the cover, the resemblance is even more striking!
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You know? What you can’t see in my photos is that I always have very pink cheeks, too. Especially in winter. This is too funny.
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yeah, it looks like the painting was made with you in mind 🙂
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Uncanny resemblance!! You should have it framed!!! 🙂
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Wow, it really does.
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If the person on the cover had not been wearing glasses, you could have asked your lawyer to write and demand a modelling fee…
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I know! This is so cool! 🙂 And I also have this facial expression of wonder and amazement when I read, as people have been telling me. 🙂
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