Let’s recap in photos:
We stayed at the Hilton in the Fashion District. It was gorgeous. All the decor was related to fashion. See that picture on the wall? Made from spools of thread. There were even mannequins in the lobby that changed their outfits more often than I did.
I wanted to eat at shake shack, but the line was insane.
We were brave and rode the subway.
When I was younger I whined about wanting a pet monkey. So naturally when my mom saw these monkeys she got very excited, because apparently by seeing monkeys on the wall in the subway I’ve “gotten what I always wanted.” Dreams came true.
Seeing the Plaza hotel made me wish I had a TalkBoy and my dad’s credit card.. It also gave me the confidence to think that I could defeat Joe Pesci with ease.
Central Park is amazing! I wish I could run there every day.
There’s no surprise in where my sudden Wicked soundtrack addiction came from. I totally recommend this to anyone who has the chance to see it. It’s easily become my favourite musical. Hilarious.
I like my new dorky hat
I also enjoy being a dork in general.
This picture pretty perfectly sums up the trip:
The only thing that could have made this trip better, was if I had gotten a picture of Mama Bear and this guy: