Bevy Arrives in SOHO NYC, 1984
` IT CAN’T BE DONE
Whenever anyone tells me, “It can’t be done!” I feel more compelled to do it. Needless to say, this attitude keeps me hopping and makes for a very adventuresome life. The secret is to follow your dream and everything works out.
Friends said “You can’t move to New York with no money at your age.” I must admit, it scared the be jeepers out of me. I always wanted to be a fashion designer, and New York is the place to do just that.
I’ve been a housewife for twenty-three years, divorced and bankrupt, that should have stopped me, but as a liberated woman, I knew that it was the time to take responsibility for my life. I left the little Victorian resort village in Northern Michigan for future-shock , New York City “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.”
When Bachelor George met me, he couldn’t believe it! Born same day, same year, same hospital. He decided it was fate. Having lost an election and no longer a Judge, he looked at the question of what to do with the rest of his life! ? He followed his love Bevy. The Judge decided that he was not a political animal and wanted to live his life, without judicial pressures. The former Judge takes a job driving a “one-man mobile psychiatric unit”, otherwise called a taxi cab.
All of Manhattan is stimulating, especially my neighborhood--SoHo. This area attracts a cosmopolitan group of young artistic people who are developing their dreams, and are excited with life and eager to share their enthusiasm. The downtown experiences are unique. I certainly landed in the right neighborhood. Soho (South of Houston Street), near Broadway and Canal st.
I found myself living in an old warehouse, I was filled with ambition, pursuing my creative endeavors and developing handbag designs. This two-story loft has 4,000 sq. ft. leaving space to develop a small Bed and Breakfast business in addition to the Bevy Designs studio. George and I share duties while managing the loft as a Bed and Breakfast. George keeps the B&B in staples plus driving his taxi, he seeks the best shops at the right price from Zabar’s, Balducci’s to Chinatown and Germantown.
George had many adjustments to make living this bohemian lifestyle where you share foods and rooms; it isn’t easy after being a bachelor for 40 years. (He hides his White Cloud and Canadian Beers from the guests) meanwhile I thrive on the chaos, while attempting to meet everyone’s needs. How is it that this strange combination of lovers, can adjust and somehow enjoy this exciting City? It was a time when one could readily afford partaking in the River Café, dancing at the Rainbow Room, The Blue Note, Central Park, Broadway, South Street Seaport, Oak Room at the Plaza, Opera, Metropolitan Museum, and The Greenwich Village hangout, The Back Fence plus. The Staten Island Ferryboat .
We were doing something right, my handbags are selling and we are hosts to “One of the Best Little Hotels in New York City.”
Friday, May 25, 2007
