When Worlds Collide

I had a moment of pure joy a few weekends ago at the Union Square Greenmarket that I need to share. It was a Saturday. It was cold out. And after getting myself some warm apple/pear cider I walked over to one of my favorite places, selling some of my favorite things when all of a sudden one of my favorite female forms approached that same favorite place. Yes, it was a moment of pure joy, as I sampled some stinky Hooligan cheese at the Cato Corner Farms tent with Helena Christensen.