Some pics of NY
The weather is turning cold and I can feel a flu bug coming. Burrrrr.
Oh, there was one night (Friday night, I think) where I woke up at 3 am and I have absolutely no idea whee I am. There I was, huddled beneath six pillows and a warm comforter and for the life of me, couldn't tell whether I was in Laos, Singapore, Thailand, New York or on a plane going to somewhere. Too much alcohol.
Here are some pictures of NY.
Weekend at Brooklyn Heights. Plenty of brides and bridemaids.
Oh, there was one night (Friday night, I think) where I woke up at 3 am and I have absolutely no idea whee I am. There I was, huddled beneath six pillows and a warm comforter and for the life of me, couldn't tell whether I was in Laos, Singapore, Thailand, New York or on a plane going to somewhere. Too much alcohol.
Here are some pictures of NY.
Weekend at Brooklyn Heights. Plenty of brides and bridemaids.
This is where Capote stayed - the guy who wrote Breakfast at Tiffany. I like this picture. Nice light.
I also like this one with the moon. I suddenly felt like visiting an European country with medieval cottages and cobblestone paths.
This is at Battery Park where you take a ferry to Liberty Island to see the Big Mama - the Statue of Liberty.
The ice rink at Rockefeller Centre is up and running!
3 Comments:
Your trench will come in handy!
This sounds really bimbo but I love winter cause I can wear coat and boots.
Its ok. Girls in the office are coming to work in knee high boots now and all sort of trench coats and hats.
I am still in track pants, plus an unruly bush on my head.
I cut my hair and some curls from my previous perm is still stubbornly rolling in all directions.
A hat is good but no one does hat here.
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