True story – I went to Europe for 5 weeks and traveled to Paris, Ireland and England and only once, I repeat, only once during the entire trip did I take my camera out of my purse. We were in a graveyard in
I just got home from a long weekend trip to NYC to visit Cassandra. Camera was fully charged and I was determined to take pictures of our time together. I was so certain that I was going to take a zillion photos that I almost took the charger with me. The husband knew my penchant for taking or rather for not taking photos, and convinced me that I wouldn’t need the charger. I didn't.
I know right now you are probably thinking that I am going to say that I didn’t take one photo, right? Wrong! I did take the camera out of the purse and I did take more than one photo. Wanna see them?
Is it Cassandra and I trying on shoes at Shoegasm? Or drinking Bollinger Champagne at The Bubble Lounge in Tribeca? Or sampling all six of the Histories de Parfums at Wonderland? Or drinking Passion Mimosas at our favorite restaurant Good? Or dining at Cipriani which overlooks Grand Central Terminal? Yes, we did a lot of eating and drinking. And nope, I have no photos of us to record this trip.
The photos I have are of The Ink Pad on 7th Avenue. I actually took a bunch of photos of the local stamp store, but not one of my beautiful daughter.
Am I going to scrap the stamp store? No, but at least I can share with you a few memories from my wonderful trip to NYC. You'll just have to take me at my word.