I'm not sure why the question, "If you could shake hands with anybody - alive or dead, character or actual person - who would it be?" stills makes the rounds in polite company. It's a nice ice breaker, I suppose, that helps to start conversation, but I've always felt that there are so many other questions that could really liven up a crowd and that give an interesting look at different personalities.
Today, after being asked the handshake question and ruminating over how much I dislike it, I decided which question I'd prefer to answer: "If you could choose anyone - alive or dead, character or actual person - to go on a shopping spree with, who would it be and what would they buy?"
C'mon, think of how fun it would be to conjure up the various places that characters like Scarlett O'Hara, Cinderella or Tyler Durden would shop. Or what about real people like Jean Harlow, Babe Ruth or William Shakespeare?
My preferred shopping buddy? Marie Antoinette. I would choose the former French queen due to her legendary preferences for hedonistic excess. If I were just going along for the ride, and there was no cap on the money that could be spent on this shopping excursion, then we would be dipping into couture ateliers and ordering Laduree macarons by the barrelful.
And since we are talking metaphorically, I'll go ahead and stage this shopping trip in New York. Because that's where you go to get the good stuff.
First, Marie (we'd be on a first-name basis if we were shopping buddies) would stop by the parlour for French sweets, Laduree, and pick out dozens of pretty, pastel macarons in the much-championed flavors of fleur d'orange, salted caramel, pistachio, framboise, citron, rose petal and coconut. And we would absolutely cut the ghastly hour-long line that usually forms outside the door of Laduree. Because queens don't wait in line. Then, to wash down those delicieuse macarons, a bottle of Perrier-Jouet champagne (1825, if possible) would suffice.
Then off to the Bergdorf Goodman cosmetic counters where we would pick up a few items from French labels, such as Laura Mercier's Invisible Illuminating Powder in Candlelight, because a requisite part of any queenly presence is a glowing visage. At Yves Saint Laurent, Marie would select the mint green, peony pink and creamsicle orange Manucure Duo Nail Lacquers in No 7 and No 8. Then we'd be off to the La Mer counter, where a pot of the brand's Creme de la Mer would make the shopping list; the full 16.5-ounce, $1,800 version, because true pampering knows no price limit. And since queens need to luxuriate in nature's loveliest scents on the regular so that they don't smell like peasants, Marie will pick up Jo Malone's Red Roses Bath Oil, too.
After having sated her appetite for gourmet treats and sumptuous toilette products, Marie would head to Neiman Marcus where she would be garbed in the newest offerings from Franco-Spanish designer Monique Lhuiller's Resort 2013 collection, and would choose the showstopper of a gown that features prints of beautiful flower blossoms and a ruched skirt. To go along with the gown, Barney's would be the next stop, where Christian Louboutin's glittering Fifi Strass Cinderella-esque heels would be the chosen footwear and then to Bergdorf Goodmans to pick up a pair of Judith Ripka's 18-karat gold, diamond-encrusted Gothic Estate earrings , which would provide the perfect complement to the ensemble.
And should Marie want to write letters to all of the new acquaintances and friends she met while on this short trip, what better tools to scribe beautiful calligraphy on and with than Smythson's Cerise Pink Double Border Correspondence Cards paired with the red gold-plated, Mozart-tribute Montblanc fountain pen.
And she'll, of course, require a lovely Hermès Dip Dye scarf with which to wave goodbye to her adoring fans once she calls it a day.
See, wasn't that a fun question? I thought so. So, there will definitely be more of these to come.
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Thursday, June 7, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Taking a bite out of the Big Apple
I recently took a trip to New York, the day after my college graduation, to go on informational interviews for my future career and to get a general feel for the city.
I've wanted to live in New York since I was a kid, but that's a dream that many people have. The goal of my trip was to ensure that what I thought I liked about the city from an outsider's view would stay strong once I had an in-person meet-and-greet with New York. Before I left, and when people realized that I was serious about my move, advice and/or warnings came aplenty. Half of the people that spoke with me told me that they disliked a, b, and c about the city and that I should either stay in the Midwest or move to another type of city...anywhere but New York.
"It's cold."
"It's crazy expensive."
"It never stops. Honestly, nothing slows down. You'll never relax."
"There is no green. You can't just go outside to relax in nature."
"It's really expensive. You're going to have to pay a lot for rent and groceries..."
"The people there are abrasive."
The other half that talked with me loved the city and each had an antidote or story for why they were fans of it.
"There is opportunity to do whatever you want. Literally. You can't get that here and rarely anywhere else."
"I was planning to move to New York, but then I met my husband and we stayed here. If you don't have a mortgage -- go!"
"The food. Holy hell, the food is amazing."
"You'll never be bored. Ever. If you're bored, you're one lazy ass."
So I went. And I enjoyed myself immensely. It wasn't a walk in the park, as I tried to solely navigate the subway while my on-the-fritz phone shut down Hopstop every chance it got and Google maps froze whilst I typed in addresses, but I made it to 12 meetings in five days and learned a lot from everyone with whom I spoke. The friends that I stayed with were amazing at hosting me, assisting me when I got lost and generally showing me around to everything amazing.
Though I was hurriedly bopping around, trying to get a feel for how long it would take me every day to get from point A to point B (Mapquest's suggested average time to my destination ((in minutes)) + the time I spent on getting - inevitably - lost ((in minutes, rarely hours)) = total transit time) there were a few things I HAD to do:
* Daphne Guinness exhibit at FIT
* Lady Gaga's Wonderland at Barney's
* Visit New York Public Library flagship
* Alice's Tea Cup on the UES
* Visit Tom's Restaurant
* Holiday window browsing at Bergdorf Goodman, Barney's, Bloomingdales, Lord & Taylor and Tiffany's
* Get a Fire Department shirt from a station
* Visit MOMA
* Visit Natural History Museum
* Visit Met
* Visit Beacon's Closet
* Get a Laduree macaron
Only the underlined visits were accomplished, but the whole list will be underlined in a few months.
Regarding the library:
Technically, I was on the steps of the public library until I realized that I didn't have enough time (remember the aforementioned equation?) to browse and gape at the Gutenberg Bible and Picture Collection.
Regarding Laduree:
I so badly wanted to stay ensconced in the barely moving line, but I had to use the bathroom, and I thereby forewent my chance at tasting a heavenly coffee macaron.
*I still regret not having stayed in the line and chancing having my bladder explode. It would have been worth it, right? Right?
Regarding Tom's Restaurant:
I ran past it on the way to a meeting. I attempted to take a motion shot of the restaurant on my camera phone mid-sprint, but the ensuring photograph only captured a disgruntled garbage collector, not Tom's Restaurant at all.
I've wanted to live in New York since I was a kid, but that's a dream that many people have. The goal of my trip was to ensure that what I thought I liked about the city from an outsider's view would stay strong once I had an in-person meet-and-greet with New York. Before I left, and when people realized that I was serious about my move, advice and/or warnings came aplenty. Half of the people that spoke with me told me that they disliked a, b, and c about the city and that I should either stay in the Midwest or move to another type of city...anywhere but New York.
"It's cold."
"It's crazy expensive."
"It never stops. Honestly, nothing slows down. You'll never relax."
"There is no green. You can't just go outside to relax in nature."
"It's really expensive. You're going to have to pay a lot for rent and groceries..."
"The people there are abrasive."
The other half that talked with me loved the city and each had an antidote or story for why they were fans of it.
"There is opportunity to do whatever you want. Literally. You can't get that here and rarely anywhere else."
"I was planning to move to New York, but then I met my husband and we stayed here. If you don't have a mortgage -- go!"
"The food. Holy hell, the food is amazing."
"You'll never be bored. Ever. If you're bored, you're one lazy ass."
So I went. And I enjoyed myself immensely. It wasn't a walk in the park, as I tried to solely navigate the subway while my on-the-fritz phone shut down Hopstop every chance it got and Google maps froze whilst I typed in addresses, but I made it to 12 meetings in five days and learned a lot from everyone with whom I spoke. The friends that I stayed with were amazing at hosting me, assisting me when I got lost and generally showing me around to everything amazing.
Though I was hurriedly bopping around, trying to get a feel for how long it would take me every day to get from point A to point B (Mapquest's suggested average time to my destination ((in minutes)) + the time I spent on getting - inevitably - lost ((in minutes, rarely hours)) = total transit time) there were a few things I HAD to do:
* Daphne Guinness exhibit at FIT
* Lady Gaga's Wonderland at Barney's
* Visit New York Public Library flagship
* Alice's Tea Cup on the UES
* Visit Tom's Restaurant
* Holiday window browsing at Bergdorf Goodman, Barney's, Bloomingdales, Lord & Taylor and Tiffany's
* Get a Fire Department shirt from a station
* Visit MOMA
* Visit Natural History Museum
* Visit Met
* Visit Beacon's Closet
* Get a Laduree macaron
Only the underlined visits were accomplished, but the whole list will be underlined in a few months.
Regarding the library:
Technically, I was on the steps of the public library until I realized that I didn't have enough time (remember the aforementioned equation?) to browse and gape at the Gutenberg Bible and Picture Collection.
Regarding Laduree:
I so badly wanted to stay ensconced in the barely moving line, but I had to use the bathroom, and I thereby forewent my chance at tasting a heavenly coffee macaron.
*I still regret not having stayed in the line and chancing having my bladder explode. It would have been worth it, right? Right?
Regarding Tom's Restaurant:
I ran past it on the way to a meeting. I attempted to take a motion shot of the restaurant on my camera phone mid-sprint, but the ensuring photograph only captured a disgruntled garbage collector, not Tom's Restaurant at all.
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