I would say that’s some awesome glare, but it was Halloween so it must be something spooky.
1. Washington Square Park 2. Outside shot of one of our hotels 3. Hanging on the ledge of our hotel in my witch costume 4. View of Times Square from another hotel 5. Lunch at Lovely Day 6. Somewhere around The Village 7. Me 8. Simple table setting at Peter Luger 9. The Husband and Mrs. designstILes 10. The High Line 11. Cooperstown Main street 12. House and pretty door in Coopstown.
One of the main reasons we went to New York was so The Husband and his dad could visit Cooperstown (Cooperswhaaa? I’ll get to that in a min). The Husband and I have each been to New York but never together (reason two) combined with a work thing (reason three) and we were off on a quasi family vacation.
So yeah, Cooperstown. Population 2,000, which means it should really be called Coopersvillage. Why drive four hours out of The City to visit such a desolate place, you ask? To visit
a museum full of a bunch of people I don’t know The Baseball Hall of Fame. Wooo. Excitement. Anyone reading this blog know what The Hall of Who is this Person Fame is then I highly suggest reading The Husband’s blog instead. If you know The Hall of Never Heard of You Fame because you’re married to guy who has a questionably healthy obsession with baseball then you get a free pass. To a baseball aficionado, The Hall of Fame, I imagine, is as exciting as a fashionista embarking on a once in a lifetime trip to a store the size of Bergdorfs, Saks, and Neimans, mixed with vintage and new designer duds with an American Express Black card and not having to pay the fees, while drinking champagne.
As for New Yooooork, you are awesome as usual. You amaze me but you’re too much for me and make me homesick after a few days. Anyone from New York is automatically cool in my book, and you’re most likely super tough so I don’t mess with you.
Until next time,