Facebook just reminded me of this moment, 9 years ago. I was about to turn 30 or had just turned 30 so I grabbed my sheerest Forever 21 blouse and asked my friend Maggie to meet me at the Brooklyn Museum and take pictures of me that looked like I did not know I was having my picture taken. We passed this Keith Haring wall and Maggie said, ooh! Sit in front of that. I sat, and looked off, waiting for someone to Fall in love with me, which is not how benches, museums or pictures, actually work.