I am home. I am home and it is Christmas in New York.
My first Christmas in New York. A week ago, I was not so sure about being home.
But this weekend, it was Christmas in New York with my mother. We rose early to beat the crowds. We peeked at holiday windows (Bergdorf's Alice in Wonderland-inspired "Compendium of Curiosities" windows take the cake, coupling ostriches and plaid, walruses and scarves, with clever, clever copy. I plan to take up residence in this particular window later this week.) and subsisted mostly on scones. We ice-skated. We wrapped our scarves tightly and hooked arms in the snow. We giggled through the Rockettes. We visited the Met's splendid, splendid creche. We drank tea. We went to the movies. We soaked each other all up and compared noses and grinned. And then I felt home for reals.
{Photo, Moi}
10 maids a-milking:
seems like the purest of all magics :)
Ah! You had Alice's Teacup scones (with COPIOUS amounts of clotted cream and jam, I hope) AND saw ze French movie about ze dance and AND went to the Met and basked in the glory of Christmastide there.
If I can't be in New York in December at least I can live vicariously through you and your mum. WELCOME HOME, milkmaiden!
xo
How wonderful! I wish I was in New York NOW.
I'm ever so glad you're back, I've missed you so.
welcome home love!!! sounds wonderfully wonderful! if you have time to come down to e 4th and lafayette i will be at this GIFTED thing all the live long day thurs and fri from 12 til 7! maybe your mom will like to see it too! (just a thought--for selfish reasons too because i want to give you a little squeeze!)
Sounds absolutely magical.
Goodie goodie! Mommies help make home feel like home.
scones! yay!!
that window display is fabulous. your whole weekend doesn't sound too bad, either.. (jealous).
If you happened to see both a writing desk and ravens during your trip, I do believe we've all solved Deacon Dodgson's riddle.
-The Cheshire Cheese
Wow ! Quelle vitrine !!
On peut pas rivaliser....
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