January 2012 started off exceptionally well for me. It was my second trip to New York in 5 months, but second time round I fancied myself as a bit of an expert. Pretending this time that I had a wardrobe to rival Gossips Girls' Blake Lively and that I was going to meet Carrie and the girls for lunch (this I might add did not happen). I opted for a no-fur attire, unlike most of New York in January, a simple fur neck detail sufficed. For all of you who haven't been to New York, here I hope to provide a guide to the Big Apple. Just a few of my highlights, like a girls' perfectly highlighted head of locks.
The Hudson River, near Soho and the very west of Manhattan. Channelling my Madonna circa 'Desperately Seeking Susan' here.
Oniony breath for the majority of the day was on the cards.
We saw it in the morning (with bagel and coffee in hand) teeming with dog walkers and joggers and got stopped for a chat more than once. Yes. I hear your disbelief Londoners. Stopped by total strangers for a chat. Cost nothing, yet the views and crisp New York winter wind made it a better wake up call, than any starbucks coffee.
You would be a fool to not see the Christmas VM or window displays in the department stores. Bergdorf Goodman being the main contender, near Trump Towers and Central Park. Which were truly amazing. The legendary displays were extravagant fantasies that lived up to my expectations. Little windows from the glossy windows and concrete streets of wonder and fantasy.
From the grand...
...to the more 'humble'. A skin care shop suggesting ones' skin is as dry as toast. And a chocolate store that looked like Christmas had vomited.
This is my New York apartment. Well it will be...one day.
More humble than your Bradshaw glossy Manhattan pads, but in Soho with dog walkers and artists strolling around. This red brick building is a slice of what I would want from New York. I could move in tomorrow.
Christmas in Central Park..frozen lakes and frosty pavements. Unbearably romantic. Beautiful at dusk.
The cherry on top of a very gluttonous cake, is the Brooklyn Bridge at sunset. Watching the lights of the cascading glass offices click on, gave a sense of anticipation as the sun set and the New York night life descended.