On Sunday, I met with a dancer visiting from Switzerland who seems to have traveled the whole world, and knows Istanbul like the back of her hand. I was pleased to introduce to her to the very happenin’ secondhand/antique/vintage/flea market in Bomonti. They have cool old records:
and everything else under the sun. I bought an expensive but delightful little Ottoman table for my bedroom, which I’ve recently redecorated and renamed The Chillout Lounge. My roommate keeps asking me who’s going to be chilling in there. Well, still just me, but I will be chilling alone in style.
I met up with Meissoun again on Monday morning, and we went to see one of my beloved costumers, Pelin. When we finished up our chatting and business there, we headed to another of our costume designers, Serap Su. After a bit, I left the two of them to their adventure of fabric hunting in the textile district, and headed to the first of a bunch of meetings with another friend. One of the meetings was an introduction to a photographer, who took a series of test shots of me, then let us loose on the backdrop with his props and our camera phones.
In the morning, I get to go sign the contract for my New Year’s Eve gig. I got something juicy!