Downtown Girl

It should be no surprise to you that I am back on the road. The last photo of the suitcases in my last entry should have been a dead giveaway. What I failed to mention, though, was that I actually ended up with three pairs of striped sneakers: two from the Missoni x Converse collab and another slip-on pair from Vans that just happens to have the zigzags. Let’s see if I manage to tie today’s opening photo to the last photo in this entry!

I’ve been to NYC enough times to now have routines each time I go there. And after this particular trip, I now have a hairdresser I can add to my routine. It’s a bit drastic to go cross-country for a good hair coloring, but I think it’s no coincidence that his salon is in Soho. As much as I enjoy discovering all the neighborhoods in NY, I’ve always felt that I would be a downtown girl if I lived in Manhattan.

I would haunt the Hermes boutique down here on Wall Street, maneuver these sidewalks on my way to work each morning at institutions such as the Stock Exchange, and order Moules-frites from this Les Halles location at least once a week…

So yeah, I’m talking Lower Manhattan. Wayyy downtown. Far from the more heavily touristy areas. But in NYC, it’s rather hard to escape the tourists. I had to run out very early to get a clear shot of the Charging Bull (aka Wall Street Bull or Bowling Green Bull) without huge crowds around it.

But NYC would not be the same without the teeming crowds and their collective human energy.

August 13, 2014