My bestie, my sis and I took an evening and visited the art museum. On the way, we popped in a chocolate shop and my sis treated us to some yummy bites. Nothing better to boost the chilly stroll along Central Park.
I rejoice looking at the spring fashions. Glittery, girly, pop art sixties bubblegumness mingling charmingly with deeper goth rock tunes. I can have the air-light cotton candy world, and some serious lady power with stud embellishments, body hugging leggings and geometric heels.
As a blonde, I’ve always somewhat found myself in Marilyn. Pop Art was what first got me interested in artsy endeavors when I was 11. From there I went via the Impressionists to now finding myself most in the early Modernists.
In the middle of our museum visit, my girls and I stopped for a glass of red wine on the terrace bar. There was music and inspiring ambiance. One of those moments to remember for a long time.
Now if these don’t give you power, then I don’t know what will.
We rode along in the nightly city. Dear sis. The space was ours, for a brief moment.
Tomorrow I’m hosting a Girls Nite. There will be red wine – my liquid lover – nachos, veggie dip, fun games and lots of conversation. This is how I chase the mean American cold away.
Sirens sweater, Forever 21 shirt, NYC leggings, Globo boots