I had high expectations of New York, home of the atypical fashion editor and high society girl.
Upon touch down at JFK, I was overcome by a wave of nervous energy. A particularly energised taxi ride en route from the airport to Manhattan did nothing to quell my nerves. My accommodation in Chelsea – a quaint studio apartment – was perfectly located between Greenwich Village and Midtown, within walking distance of the subway (and Barneys Coop – as I later discovered).
I had compiled a list of must-sees prior to leaving Australia, but threw the list aside in favour of wandering the streets of a different area of the city everyday. I star spotted in the Village, admired the view from the top of the Rockefeller Centre, saw the XX, Delphic and Temper Trap live, biked around Central Park, ate some delicious food (bagels for breakfast were a favourite), met wonderful new people and shopped ’til I dropped (Zara was visited and revisited almost daily).
The weather was all over the show, from steaming hot weather to freezing cold nights. Rain set in from time to time, so style was thrown out the window in some circumstances. On the whole, NY girls were sporting lace-up boots, long skirts with oversized knits and floppy hats.
Here are some happy snaps from my time in NY..
I bought some gorgeous new things, including a very special Alexander Wang handbag. Stay tuned for my next post documenting my New York City purchases.
I can’t wait to visit New York again, it’s an amazing place with an electric energy like nothing I’ve ever experienced.