By the time you read this, I will be done with my big work presentation at my company’s headquarters. Hooray! Fingers crossed that we rock it!
I feel like the trip to NYC is never an easy one. This one started with the car service forgetting to pick me up, discovering my license plate had been stolen off the back of my car sometime around 4 am, TWO babies in the row in front of me for the long flight and a seatmate who hacked and coughed for hours while I desperately tried to avert my head.
But who cares? Because as soon as I stepped out of the cab onto 55th and Broadway, I felt like singing show tunes. Even though I know most of New York is more exciting than businessy Midtown where I always stay, there is no city in the world like this one. It’s so crazy, so colorful, so full of vibrant life. I walked around in a daze for a few blocks, soaking it all in.
And then I went to Drybar…
Hello, Southern pageant queen I haven’t had bangs like this since 8th grade! I was assured that this will fall 80% by morning, leaving me with something wavy but much more polished than I could handle attempting myself on West Coast jet lag energy. We’ll see. I felt pretty glamorous walking back to my hotel afterward but true to New York, no one gave me a second glance!
(Second look, this one taken in my spooky, blue-lit hotel room. Must not let this fancy hair go undocumented!)
I’m here until Friday, with just a few precious free hours Friday morning to explore a bit. It’s been several years since I was here, so if anyone has recommendations for shops, restaurants, or must-sees in the Midtown/Central Park area, I’ll take them! I already had to stop myself from running out to hunt down the adorable fur-lined hooded parkas every single girl here is wearing since I know I’ll never need one at home.