We had to take our photos at night this time, but yesterday MrB and I managed to recreate our throwback pictures from our long-ago trip to Vienna.
First, we attended the Data Journalism Awards, held at Vienna’s City Hall, where MrB both presented awards and also accepted the award for best individual portfolio on behalf of winner Sisi Wei of ProPublica.
Source: Global Editors Network
I was sitting on MrB’s other side, under an assumed name (actually, MrB’s real last name).
I was so glad I posted that on Instagram because my friend Monika left this response.
“Nice. When I studied in France and I was already married at the time, they registered me under my maiden name plus “Madame Cornell.” [Cornell is her married name.] When I asked why, they said that woman’s diplomas should always be in her maiden name. Husbands come and go but your degrees are for you.”
That story is giving me life!
Anyway, you can glimpse me trying to have very good posture in this photo of the whole table.
Source: Global Editors Network.
After the awards dinner, we got in a cab and went to Hotel Imperial, where I suspected we had taken the old photo I posted yesterday.
Click for yesterday’s post about this 1999/2000 photo.
I was right! I tried to strike the original pose, but MrB encouraged me to pose like the statue instead.
Why did the sculptor think exposing an elbow and underarm was so sex-ay?
What Wendy Wore
Dress: James Perse (probably from 2002, previously seen here)
Shoes: Prada (2011)
Belt: Random thing I bought online (2016)
Unseen Purse: Sonia Rykiel (2009)
Then we went right around the corner to Dumbass Street (aka Dumbastrasse) to get an update on this old picture.
MrB, back in the day. Click for yesterday’s post.
In the dark, I couldn’t get a good shot from the original angle, so we decided that this would do.
MrB is thrilled to be back on Dumbastrasse.
Afterwards, I told MrB, “I’m so happy!” about 100 times. It truly was one of my life goals to visit Dumbass Street once again. Mission accomplished!
This was wonderful AND hilarious!
I was so happy we managed it! MrB was working most of the time so we had to squeeze it in at night!
Paul hasn’t changed a bit, but his suits are much better. That earlier picture is so ’90s.
You, my dear, are forever chic.
xoxo
Is MrB trying to emulate your signature pose?
Gasp! You’re right! A pretender to my throne!