The United Nations is in session.
The streets of New York are as chaotic as the present state of the world.
During the week, I was explorng the city and there wasn’t a cab or Uber to be had so I clocked miles, took the 1 train and was able to slide through the dozens of barricades that blocked every car from transversing all eastside cross streets.
At one point, I found myself at Park Avenue and 57th Street. The walk sign flashed and I glided off the curb when an SUV ran the red light and stopped inches from my body.
Being the generous of spirit, tolerant woman that I am, I loveingly said, “What the fuck are you doing?!”
A Muslim woman was in the front seat wearinga hijab and a veil covered most of her features.
Post statement, she quickly pulled the veil aside, stuck her tongue out at me and gave me the finger. So much for the image of the acquiescent Muslim woman.
Avoiding a Middke East squirmish, I headed to Times Square to check out theater options. I am sad to report that little of interest was on the boards at TKTS besides, The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-Time which is a huge hit in London and This Is Our Youth with Michael Cera and Kieran Culkin.
I strolled uptown and scampered through Time Warner and J.Crew.
I fortified myself at The Smith with their delicious kale and quinoa salad ($11) and I then wiggle waggled through Central Park and proceeded to dodged the tourists on 5th Avenue.
I took in the splendor of the Bergdorf Goodman windows, inhaled the buttery leather essence of the first floor designer bags, I dashed through Uniglo, selecting my fav long sleeve V-neck T’s, purchased a few goodies at Joe Fresh, my store of choice these days and had a fantasy moment at Saks Fifth Avenue’s shoe department which is an entire floor with its’ own zip code.
I then strutted up Madison and poked around Barney’s, Proenza, J.Crew boutique, bought coffee at Nespresso and sampled a few new brews and headed home via the 67th Street entrance to the Park.
10 miles on record, my broken toe no worse for the wear and I reset, refreshed and dolled myself up for date night with my husband at the hot new restaurant, Dirty French. I will provide all the dirty little details next Tueday.
Another amazing day in the city.
