Do you feel like Miranda or Steve…

aka, how I spent my New York City vacation living out fictitious city scenes. Since some of these excursions reminded me of romantic comedies, I thought hey, why not tell the blog world. This vacation was trip number four to the city for me, so I tried to avoid doing too many touristy items (with the exception of dragging some local friends to the Empire State Building. Thanks guys!!!)

First on the list was a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, with a dramatic meeting ala Sex in the City (thus the title), sans affectionate making out.


This was something I have never done and always wanted to, and lucky for me my bff was in the same situation. The original plan was to meet up with a sorority sister from college and do the trip together, but due to timing and the need for adventure we decided meeting in the middle would be more fun. I hadn’t seen my friend since college graduation so I figured some decent dramatics were at least a possibility (and yes… it was just like in the movies, almost). For the record, I decided I felt like Steve. Don’t ask me why – split second decision.

The walk was actually pretty amazing. So cool, we decided to do it twice (rather than be lazy and take the subway back. Not to mention I had to walk off all the delicious NY treats I was eating…sausage calzone you rocked my world!) We also wandered through the DUMBO area of Brooklyn, which is apparently the up and coming “gritty,” art district on that side of the city. I like it. We also made a quick pit stop at the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory, where I had a delicious milkshake and of course a glass bottle coke. The views of the city couldn’t be beat, though if I did it again I would trek back to Manhattan via the Manhattan bridge to get pics of the Brooklyn from afar. One of the reasons we took the same walk back was to hit up a t-shirt vendor on the Manhattan side that I passed up on the first lap, who ended up not being there the second time around. Poor decision. To anyone in NY – if you see the guy selling the bridge silhouette t-shirts, snatch that shit for me! I really should have pulled the trigger on that one.

Next on the New York Moments experience was none other than the Empire State Building. Chuck or Blair? I felt like Blair, slight disappointment without the suicidal depression after. Chuck, with you and those peonies, I would have been on time….


Ed Westwick, you and your sexy British accent make my heart melt. In all seriousness though, the ESB was pretty cool. Sidenote – did you know that the ESB hosts wedding every February 14th in partnership with The Knot. Talk about some great ceremony picture ops! We went up pretty late at night (who knew the observatory was open till 2 AM!) which was a wise decision because a. the crowds were significantly less (they’ve got that on lock – like Disney – fast pass line and everything) and b. the view at night was pretty incredible. I actually think I could be completely happy in life never seeing that view from the daytime, but hey, never say never. The slight disappointment only comes in with regards to the photography – I had an art brain fart and didn’t bring a tripod. Whoopsie. Oh well. Tourist shot and go:

My favorite NY Moment this week though came in the form of fashion. A good friend/old roommate accompanied me to the Alexander McQueen “Savage Beauty” exhibit at the Met. Two words: absolutely incredible!!!!! Unfortunately, I don’t know much about the personal history of McQueen but I know his work is exquisite. Apparently, so does the rest of the world. The museum was packed, the lines were long (even for a Friday afternoon), but so worth it! I would also bet that the popularity of the show may have something to do with the fact that the McQueen camp was responsible for the most talked about fashion piece of the year – Kate’s dress. Here’s a quick refresher:


Anyway, we spent a significant amount of time drooling over the pieces – seriously the craftsmanship is extraordinary!!!! Gaga, I am shocked to admit I am jealous of your closet. Lucky bitch. The exhibit was supposed to be followed by drinks on the roof of the museum, but alas it was raining, so Hell’s Kitchen had to suffice. If I was sly I would have snuck pictures of the dresses to post – but that’s what Google is for…



I highly recommend anyone who will be in the NY vicinity before the show ends (I think end of July) to go. It will be worth it! If you happen to be lucky enough to be in London this summer you can go see Kate’s dress on display at Buckingham Palace through October.

My week in New York came to a close with a real life romantic moment: an engagement party for a good friend and her “bethrothed” (what a fun word to say, lol). They picked a really chill venue in the East Village and we all enjoyed happy hour and celebrated the overly cute couple (love you guys!). The tears were already starting from all in attendance…let’s just say it’s going to be an emotional wedding! 🙂 It was actually a total fluke that my travel plans coincided with the party so it was a nice surprise and a wonderful note to end on!


Movie Weddings

I am currently sitting and vegging on my couch watching a double feature of Father of the Bride – which is arguably one of THE BEST wedding movies of all time.

In some ways – movies like this make me laugh with how typical they are. Annie wears a big poofy white lacy dress. The Bridesmaids are wearing big poofy pink dresses. All of the floral decorations at the church at white roses and green vines. I tried to find some worthy pictures of it – but they’re hard to find.

How could you not love planner Franc anyway? I think one of my favorite lines from the movies (during the wedding at least) comes towards the end when George says “the guests were complimenting me on what a great party, how beautiful the house looked, they loved the flowers, but I still hadn’t kissed the bride.”

This always resonates with me because I think a lot of people underestimate not just how stressful the day is in general, but the strain it puts on the family.  I also think it’s interesting because in this movie Annie lived with her parents until the day of the wedding, they show her packing up her room after the rehearsal.  These days that type of ‘finality’ doesn’t occur quite so often as cohabitation is a lot more popular, but I an only imagine the added stress having a daughter move out would put on the family in general.

I’m being a little too analytical right now for a lazy sunday afternoon, so I’m going to go enjoy the baby drama of Father of the Bride II. Let’s be honest – I just want to be Franc.