Tripping the Light Fantastic: Cue

Monday, July 15, 2013

Hair of the Dog

It was a wonderful Friday night. The kind like the ones had many moons ago. With old friends so kindred, they are considered family. Where you dance the night away, shutting down one club after another. And finally getting home just shy of sunrise. Yup, that kind of night.

Which meant Saturday morning was just a teensy bit rough - but nothing a bit of grease couldn't take care of. So a few hours sleep later, the party reconvened at Cafe Habana:

Michelada with extra spice

Mexican corn cut to share

Who ordered the freaking salad?

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At least I tried to look more put together than I actually felt:

Battery Park

Saturdays tend to start off slow in our household. Sleep deprivation throughout the work week is usually made up with a nice sleep-in on Saturday mornings. Since we had no plans till the evening, S and I decided to spend the afternoon in Battery Park.

I haven't been down to the park since my first ever visit to New York many moons ago and I had forgotten how beautiful it actually is. On one side of the esplanade, Lady Liberty is well within sight with sailboats, water taxis and ferries cruising on the waters. Then you turn around to see skyscrapers in the Financial District looming high above the lush greenery of the park.

Past the throngs of tourists waiting to get on the Liberty Island/Ellis Island ferries, there is the sad Merchant Mariner's Memorial:

NYC - Battery Park: American Merchant Mariners Memorial

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... the East Coast Memorial - where the above outfit photo was taken in front of before our camera battery went kaput:

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If you are lucky, you may even bump into Zelda like we did!

Anthropologie Adorned Whimsy Tank and Eighteen Karat Belt (sim and sim), Cue Australia skirt (sim), Swedish Hasbeens (here, here and here), Cartier love bangle, Giles and Brother Railroad Spike Cuff

P.s. See Thea's post on Battery Park here!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

West Village weekend

I love weekends and as you can probably tell via this blog, I strive to take full advantage of it by being out and about. So it annoys me to no end when to have to spend it at home in an attempt to shake off a cold.

Nothing, though, could keep me from a brunch date at Cafe Cluny with two of my favourite people in New York. For a couple of hours, I sneezed less, sniffled less and thank goodness, had my sense of taste miraculously reappear.

I didn't however take my camera out of my bag until I was nearly at the subway on my way home. On Bedford Street, this lion door-knocker caught my eye:

No matter they are a dime a dozen in the West Village, I absolutely adore them and look forward to having one when I have a place of my own complete with bright red front door!

Then I circled back half a block to this:

At only 9.5 feet wide, it's well deserving of the "Narrowest House in The Village" title.

It's on the market for a cool $4 million. To be across the street from the Little Owl and the luxury of a garden larger than your living room might be worth having to custom-make all your furniture to fit... right?

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Cold and all, I can't help but have Spring on my mind. Beaten into the head repeatedly about what will be in season (FLORAL! NEON! DARK NAIL POLISH!), I'd like to thank my old self for holding on to these items from a few years ago as they are now (surprise, surprise) back in fashion again.