Whatever you want to call it, I am no longer there. In fact, I am typing this from my nice comfy bed back in boring old Maine.
So on Saturday, after we saw War Horse (which was THE most amazing play I have ever seen, I highly recommend it if you have a chance to go), we went home and crashed in the hotel — nothing too exciting. The next morning we went out semi-early (I had to take a shower, then realized there was no conditioner. So I used lotion instead. That's why my hair is so... frizzy) and had breakfast at the Hungarian Pastry Shop (yes, I called it the Hungarian Café in the video, I messed up).
We went to the Palm Sunday service at Saint John the Devine — that is one reallyreallyreally big church, y'all — and then wandered the campuses of Columbia and Barnard. I'm a little bit in love but my hopes aren't towering to get into a college that good. After all that we went to a nice museum exhibit at the Cooper-Hewitt, and strolled through Central Park.
|blouse: vintage // skirt: Banana Republic // shoes: Target // glasses: Urban Outfitters // purse: Gap|
In the evening, we went to a very neat read-through of a new musical — very cool — at the Guggenheim and finished up with fantastic Middle Eastern food.
Monday, our final day, was a shopping-and-strolling kind of day. We went to several stores — including *squeal* Anthropologie and this crazy hole-in-the-wall vintage store where you got a discount if you knew what the third (?) full moon of spring is called (find out here), which was totally weird and awesome — and I promptly forgot the name of the store. I was proud to only spend $35 while in the Big Apple: $30 for my Anthro blouse (photos soon!) and $5 for a scarf for my friend at the crazy-amazing vintage store. We also traveled the High Line, which is very neat.
|boots: Timberland // skirt: Forever 21 // tee: Delia's // bag: Gap // glasses: Urban Outfitters|
Anyway. Now I'm back in normal vacation mode (read: vegetable on the couch). Sigh.