Apologies for the re-run, but it’s a bit full-on at the moment and this was taken back in 2009, the last time I was in New York. It’s a wig stand in a subway station. I do love New York!
Just before Christmas, brutally cold in Manhattan, wind whipping like a lash, dashing from shop to shop, warmth to warmth. Mostly laughing but also freezing. And wishing. Then we stepped in Henri Bendel where we were given cider and macadamia chocolate cookies and stopped and stared in awe. And while my frugal nature would neverContinue reading “Through the Light”