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TRAVEL DIARIES | New York City Part 8

I’m writing this post with a tinge of sadness because it’s my last night in New York City but also with the satisfaction of a day well spent. I woke up this morning and read a few articles in Vogue while I waited for the rest of the loft to awaken too. I was then told I could have the whole day until 8pm off – what a thrill. I decided I would get some blogging done (I did this article and this article), go shopping and then go see the Jeff Koons exhibit at the Whitney Museum.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the baby pink Neiman Marcus coat I saw yesterday while op shopping. I decided I had to get it. I looked it up online before going back and new coats similar to that one from Neiman Marcus cost anywhere from $500 to $4,000 and beyond. It didn’t have a price tag on it but I assumed it would be around the $40 mark. I asked the guy working at the till if he could do a price check and guess how much he said it was? $7.45. No you didn’t read that wrong. He actually said seven dollars and forty-five cents. You can go to all the swanky vintage designer shops in New York and you will find amazing pieces priced for what they’re worth – like the silk kimono I found at New York Vintage for $1,100 – but go to a simple street side op shop and they have no clue. $7.45 for a potentially $900 coat? I’ll take it.

By the time I got home from shopping – I also went to Sephora and bought a gorgeous lilac lip gloss and bought some other make-up from Make-over Essentials that this friendly girl sold me on the street corner – it was getting a little late. I raced out the door of my W 19th Street condo to try and make it to 75th & Madison for the Jeff Koons exhibit. It started to rain on my way there and I had a mild anxiety attack. My gold adidas sneakers are not meant to get wet. What’s the worst that can happen? I wondered, but I wasn’t willing to find out. I decided instead to hop on the subway.

I got all the way up to 57th & 5th before I thought that it might be a good idea to check the museum’s hours. Just my luck, they closed in 30 minutes. I was incredibly annoyed. All week I’ve been wanting to see that exhibit. On the bright side, I did get to see the Jeff Koons Split-Rocker at Rockefeller Center.

I ate another solo dinner at the Rock Center Cafe in Rockefeller Plaza: delicious burger and crispy fries with bacon aioli. I also had a ‘skinny margarita’ which was marvellous. Is it really that bad to drink alone when the drink is that good? I thought not. I felt like Carrie Bradshaw the time when she stopped in from the rain at that place where the old lady was eating lithium laced ice cream. Fortunately, there were no lithium laced ice cream loving ladies near me – just lots of swanky couples.

I’m back at the condo now getting a little rest after doing over 13,000 steps today – yes I’m a nerd who downloaded a step counter app. In a little bit Boo and I are going to meet her parents for karaoke in Koreatown. That sort of sounds like my worst nightmare right now, but then again, it could be fun.