This is the picket line that we couldn't cross. Joy and I were both sick that weekend and spent much of it traveling back and forth to Manhattan in a NyQuil-induced haze. We had fun just exploring different neighborhoods and visiting the Whitney Museum for a Kara Walker exhibit.
So, this trip was planned for a couple months now and of course I waited until the last minute to begin agonizing over what to wear to the theatre. Here, in Atlanta, people seem to show up in anything: what they wore to work that day, jeans & sneakers, etc. But I was raised to dress up when you go to a performance, because it is an event. My current lifestyle doesn't include any dressy clothes since I only go to work, back home, the fabric store, Target and occasionally the movies. Perfect opportunity to make something new, right?
The first pair of pants didn't work out. I finally settled on a silk blouse that I could wear with an existing pair of pants. The only problem is that I would have to make it the night before my flight. Guess how that turned out. By 10 p.m. I was exhausted (my normal bedtime is around 8:30 or 9), in tears and cursing my hard to fit body. The blouse is now a UFO (unfinished object for you non-crafty types) and will be finished sometime soon. The sleeves are fabulous, though!
Did I mention that my cycle was on and my hormones were making me extremely bitchy? Ya'll know I am not like that normally....(crickets)
(Un)fortunately, it was windy, rainy, and cold for most of the weekend and nobody saw anything but my coat and soaked through tennis shoes. We had a great time despite my hormonal breakdown. I can't remember much of what we did on Friday night, but it involved a lot of rain, 2 meals, and some window shopping.
- a stop in at the conference that was the main reason for Joy being there and breakfast where we met a beautiful young student/model from Kenya who is in college in Dallas. She was spending her spring break by herself in NYC, because you haven't really seen America unless you go there.
- a fabulous boutique in Harlem where we met a woman who was recovering from breast cancer who asked Joy (who has an almost shaved head) about hat options.
- a requisite visit to Carol's Daughter (before their website I used to ask people who were going to NY to pick up stuff for me).
- the shoe floor at Saks (for the male salespeople as well as the shoes).
- the play. Fantastic performances by all, especially Anika Noni Rose.
- some great guacamole (can't remember the name but it was 2 doors down from our hotel).
- Janie & Joy head back to Harlem for a little nightlife. I can't hang that late at night.
- the weather Gods gave us a break and finally cleared away the clouds and let the sun shine down.
- several stops on the subway were closed for maintenance so we found ourselves down by City Hall where a couple squirrels tried to jack Janie for her almonds (the only criminal activity we saw all weekend - the guys trying to sell tokens in the subway don't count, that's business).
- wound up on the street that my celebrity crush lives on (don't ask me how I know), but dissuaded by Janie and Joy from walking up and down hoping that he comes out of a building.
- found a quaint (I never use that word) brunch spot with fantastic turkey sausage.
- walked from Soho all the way back to our wonderful hotel on Park and 26Th.
- headed to JFK (not my favorite) for our flights home. Maybe Janie and Joy will blog about their adventure.