an apple a day

last night, mama and i had the pleasure of going to the andrea bocelli concert.

stunning. captivating. emotional.


it was a truly remarkable performance. but aside from being entranced with the pure genius of this concert, i was - sad to say - equally delighted by a mother and son, each eating an apple.

all attendants wearing their out-on-the-town best. sequins. heals. slacks. the concert atmosphere was classic. the music - moving. and here you have mother and son eating what appeared to be fuji apples. the image didn't quite fit for the night, but who can argue with the best prescribed medicine? i mean, doesn't an apple a day keep the doctor away?

bravo, mother and son. way to keep it real (and wholesome)!