Frida Kahlo had it in spades: style.
You feel it as you look at her self portraits: her defiance and strength but also her vulnerability and hurt melded together to form her exquisite style—brave and deliciously bold.
Love it, love it, love it! And my daughter does too.
So she and I decided that we just had to see the collection of Frida’s and Diego Rivera’s paintings currently exhibited at the Art Gallery ofNew South Wales. Frida didn’t disappoint; but the real joy for me was having mother-daughter time away from our normal lives. One of the nicest things was sitting in an outdoor cafe in the Domain, sharing pizza and a jug of Pimm’s while we watched elderly men playing chess on the giant chessboard under the trees—it’s these incidental but precious times that I treasure.