I can't think of a better place in the world to be during the holidays other than New York City. This is my first (of many, I hope!) Christmases here, and I feel like no matter where I go in the city, it's like I'm in a magical winter wonderland. I just love, love, LOVE it.
Chelsea Market is always hectic, but I love it regardless. I want my entire room to be filled with the glimmer-shimmer stuff.
I stopped over at Eleni's for National Cookie Day for a free cookie, and to oogle at these. I considered buying one, but I feel like when sweets look this great - they almost always don't taste very good. They're kinda just for decor, right?
I'm trying to get my Christmas shopping done early this year, so I stopped by Artists & Fleas to check things out. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find exactly what I wanted, but I love this place regardless. Last year, Patrick and I happened to walk in on a party of theirs and we got to drink free champagne all night while shopping. We're still sort of confused as to why they let us do that - but hey, we're not complaining!
As always, I. Want. Everything.
This might as well be the title of my autobiography.
Here's something weird that always happens to me: I always get singled out by performers. I don't know what it is, but I have found myself in such strange situations where I'm being called out by musicians/artists/etc. This guy made me pick a song for him to play for the entire subway station today - which is totally fine, except like... I just want to stay unnoticed. I may have written about this before, but another time this happened was at a Freak Show at Coney Island and the performer called me on stage to pull a sword out of his throat.
We ended the night at Artichokes Pizza in The Village, and oh my, what a pizza. I can't say it's my favorite but I do see what all the fuss is about this place!