For some reason, I've been reluctant to post about my New York City trip.
It's not because anything was bad or wrong happened. Quite the contrary. I had a marvelous time and really came home rejuvenated.
BUT for some reason, I feel like if I write too much about it, I taint the memory somehow. I've had friends who don't take as many photographs as me at events (I admit, I tend to overdo), and their reason it they want to experience the moment, rather than document the moment. I have never felt that way. (I am all about documenting.)
Until now somehow.
So here is a short summary: 5 days with 5 girlfriends where we talked constantly. Hot topics were: husbands, children, secret professional dreams, shopping. Primary activites: eating at amazing restaurants (if you ever get a chance, please go here and here), shopping in boutiques where all the summer clothes were 50% off or more, spa day at the Cornelius Spa, the theater (we saw this, which was phenomenal and this, which was hilarious).
I spent way too much money, but bought some some timeless pieces, including shoes (omg, Wishfulmommy did a "Sex and the City" and got her some Manolos!) which is huge for me as I wear a very narrow size and have trouble finding anything to fit me. We had one celebrity sighting (yes, them both). We went to one "exclusive" bar (boring) and managed to time things in such a way that we saw the first half of the Gay Pride parade.
It could not have been better.
P.S. How the homefront fared without me is a different story, and a whole different post. More to come.