-....Brothers in Arms....-

//Last night the city's sounds marked inside me a feeling of bluriness. A blurry image like the above photo which I took last year in east village. I wandered around like a ghost. The streets were lighted up, the friends were shopping,the designers were being glorified, the magazine editors were shinning like bright creative stars.

Fashion Night Out! A global celebration!I was part of it But I had still that blury feeling...I wasnt sure I should be celebrating or not. I could still smell ashes underneath the red carpets on the streets.

But today,as I was looking at the children modeling at the first Kids Fashion Week /Petite Parade at the Metropolitan Pavillion which was supported by a magazine I work for;VOGUE Bambini;the blury image started becoming more clear and crispy inside me. I saw hope and new life, apart from the cutest Fashion ever!

Walking home, outside of Mc Sorley's Old Ale House I saw the most impressive runway ever. An array of Harley Davidson motorcycles modeling on 7th street.

"You should come more often guys with these beauties in our hood" I said to one man who was just fixing his Harley.

"We came from Rhode Island" he replied

"Are you part of a motorcycle club?" I asked

"NO, WE ARE POLICE OFFICERS FROM RHODE ISLAND AND WE CAME TO DRIVE IN THE STREETS OF MANHATTAN IN HONOR OF THE VICTIMS OF SEPTEMBER 11TH."

"That's so nice of you. I was so busy with Fashion Week that I didnt manage to think about Sept 11th. But also I am Greek. I wasnt here when it happened. I live here only the last 6 years" I added

"Wherever you are from, whoever you are, dont forget that we are brothers in arms in this world. What you like doing most?"

"Writing" I replied

"So, go home and write. And know, that you did it in honor of the victims of that day"

And just like that the city's streets were not blurry anymore.....

and I realized that we have to honor the past but also keep the celebration going on! We have to enjoy life as brothers in arms ...//

- Garia August