“There is no question that there is an unseen world. The problem is, how far is it from midtown and how late is it open?”
― Woody Allen
This past weekend I went down to Manhattan with the Topping Tree for a trade show our make up artist would be attending. Up until recently my experiences had been almost strictly with Brooklyn.
Like any good 20-something living in 2015, I don't like the idea of being tourist-y, and I thought Time Square was like sooo basic. But, my friend Kate (who lives in the East Village) recommended some places to try, and we actually found ourselves veeery pleasantly surprised by some of the little bars and shops we found ourselves in. At this point is should stop surprising me when my first impressions of things are inaccurate.
We went to dinner at a place called Jacob's Pickles, which was charming and had incredible atmosphere and better drinks. I had the Spicy Brine Margarita, which was garnished with a pickle and it blew my mind.
Then we went and sat on the edge of a water fountain for a while, and almost fell asleep. There weren't many people out and the air was warm; I think I was hoping I would fall asleep, but it's probably good we didn't.
We trekked on and popped into a place called Lillie's Victorian Establishment for a minute - there was an amazing band that was just finishing playing, and the whole interior was created with the remnants of a ballroom in Northern Ireland that dates back to the 1800's. It felt like we'd fallen through the rabbit hole and into some different dimension that was far from the streets of Midtown.
In the morning we got bagels, dropped Ashtyn off at the trade show, and wandered to different shops to soak up inspiration. We went into one shop I could never afford to buy anything from, but did ask the sales clerk if they'd mind if I moved in. It's called Homenature, and it was a lot of white, woods, terrariums, and sheep related things. Their website isn't that great, but if you ever get to stumble in there and touch their bean bag chairs, I'd highly recommend it. This place reminded me of the constant struggle I have between the desire to give away everything I have, leave the country and live out of a back pack, and to have a really cute everything and a $10,000 perfect wooden coffee table with a sheepskin armchair next to it.
There were so many things I was taking in, I didn't get pictures of all of it, but sometimes it's good to put down your camera and feel life with your hands instead of your eyes.
Here are some photos I did get.