09 May 2004
Meow. Yesterday was an action-packed day. Well, action-packed if you're a high fashion loving girl like moi... so I decided to tramp round New York in a last hurrah before I went back home. So, I determined I needed to go up the Empire State, visit the New York Public Library, and visit the midtown fashion stores. Chris came with, cause I had originally tried to go up the Empire State Thursday night with him, but it had closed 20 minutes earlier. In any case, we didn't go up again because there were wayyy too many people there. Another day...
Next we headed up to the New York Public Library, the one with the big stone lions, and looked through the exhibition, "Russia Engages the World." It was actually rather fascinating--much of it was in French so we had a fun time trying to decipher it, and I had a fun time pronouncing it. I do love doing all the nasal bits and whatnot that constitute a good French accent. Then we were really hungry, so we went to Rockefeller Plaza which had many tourists and bought chicken from a vendor. Chris showed me the watch he wanted from Movado, which really is gorgeous and in very good taste, with a dark steel blue face and silver links. Brookstone was there to offer free massage chairs--I heart you Brookstone. Then, it was time for the midtown stores.
First store we hit up was Cartier. Luckily, none of the storepeople pay you much attention, cause I think they're used to having people come in and gawk. I thought their jewellry was actually kind of garish, much too bold. Of course, they did have their exquisite pieces, but for the most part.. yeah. Gucci was a little break before... Tiffany's!!!!!!!!!! I have wanted to go to Tiffany's ever since that wonderful movie Breakfast at Tiffany's, and so of course, I approached going with some trepidation--that it wouldn't be what I thought, that they would be hopelessly snobby.
Turns out I needn't have worried, not about the latter at least. The main floor was overrun with tourists, so I felt free to walk around and look at the jewellry. They had rather elegant things, but of course, but what I really wanted to see were the engagement rings. So we took the elevator up and when our floor dinged, the elevator man said, "Engagement rings, wedding bands, and mild heart attacks." Everyone laughed, and we got out. Now, this floor is what I had been expecting of Tiffany's. Air-conditioned, air laden with the fragrance of fresh lilies, and the quiet cultured murmurs of the well-to-do. We walked round, and Chris overheard someone saying, "That ring is $224,000." Yup. Chris kept urging me to try it on, but hey, I was taking it one step at a time. Maybe next time, and I'll report back of course.
After Tiffany's (oh, how I want one of those aquamarine bags), we headed over to Bergdorf's for men, cause I felt bad dragging Chris round to all these girly things. It turned out to be great. They were having a trunk show, I think, because they were offering drinks: either orange vodka cranberry or Pellegrino with lime. I chose the Pellegrino and I swear to you, it was the best tasting water EVER. Lime really adds something, I think.
Anyway, that was my fabulous New York day. Last night, I just chilled and watched Chappelle's show to relax. Doo doo doo. I can't believe it's my last Sunday here, in this same situation. People have left from the floor already... I just can't believe it's gone by so quickly. Time is such a strange concept, isn't it? It flies and drags and in general is very subjective. But now that I look back, I can still remember the first day I came to Rubin, depressed as all hell from my UHall roomies, and how happy I was to be with nice people. Well, the perception of certain people have changed, and I've grown closer and further apart with others, but for the most part, I really liked the people here.
Man, this is getting to be long, and I'm depressing myself, and I need to pack, so I'm signing off.
Next we headed up to the New York Public Library, the one with the big stone lions, and looked through the exhibition, "Russia Engages the World." It was actually rather fascinating--much of it was in French so we had a fun time trying to decipher it, and I had a fun time pronouncing it. I do love doing all the nasal bits and whatnot that constitute a good French accent. Then we were really hungry, so we went to Rockefeller Plaza which had many tourists and bought chicken from a vendor. Chris showed me the watch he wanted from Movado, which really is gorgeous and in very good taste, with a dark steel blue face and silver links. Brookstone was there to offer free massage chairs--I heart you Brookstone. Then, it was time for the midtown stores.
First store we hit up was Cartier. Luckily, none of the storepeople pay you much attention, cause I think they're used to having people come in and gawk. I thought their jewellry was actually kind of garish, much too bold. Of course, they did have their exquisite pieces, but for the most part.. yeah. Gucci was a little break before... Tiffany's!!!!!!!!!! I have wanted to go to Tiffany's ever since that wonderful movie Breakfast at Tiffany's, and so of course, I approached going with some trepidation--that it wouldn't be what I thought, that they would be hopelessly snobby.
Turns out I needn't have worried, not about the latter at least. The main floor was overrun with tourists, so I felt free to walk around and look at the jewellry. They had rather elegant things, but of course, but what I really wanted to see were the engagement rings. So we took the elevator up and when our floor dinged, the elevator man said, "Engagement rings, wedding bands, and mild heart attacks." Everyone laughed, and we got out. Now, this floor is what I had been expecting of Tiffany's. Air-conditioned, air laden with the fragrance of fresh lilies, and the quiet cultured murmurs of the well-to-do. We walked round, and Chris overheard someone saying, "That ring is $224,000." Yup. Chris kept urging me to try it on, but hey, I was taking it one step at a time. Maybe next time, and I'll report back of course.
After Tiffany's (oh, how I want one of those aquamarine bags), we headed over to Bergdorf's for men, cause I felt bad dragging Chris round to all these girly things. It turned out to be great. They were having a trunk show, I think, because they were offering drinks: either orange vodka cranberry or Pellegrino with lime. I chose the Pellegrino and I swear to you, it was the best tasting water EVER. Lime really adds something, I think.
Anyway, that was my fabulous New York day. Last night, I just chilled and watched Chappelle's show to relax. Doo doo doo. I can't believe it's my last Sunday here, in this same situation. People have left from the floor already... I just can't believe it's gone by so quickly. Time is such a strange concept, isn't it? It flies and drags and in general is very subjective. But now that I look back, I can still remember the first day I came to Rubin, depressed as all hell from my UHall roomies, and how happy I was to be with nice people. Well, the perception of certain people have changed, and I've grown closer and further apart with others, but for the most part, I really liked the people here.
Man, this is getting to be long, and I'm depressing myself, and I need to pack, so I'm signing off.