Sixty degrees one day, and the young female office workers ditch the tights and wear short dresses that are a little too short, a little too early. Calm down, it's March.
The fact that the next day's high is in the forties (or lower) snaps us all back to reality, and we realize that spring just ain't here quite yet. Don't worry, there will be plenty of time this spring and summer to strut your inappropriately-short-and-tight office attire around the city streets, twenty-something social media interns and fashion stylist interns. It's just not that time yet.
However, we got a taste of spring today after we exited our boozy brunch at Fonda in Chelsea this early afternoon. (Delicious brunch! - Will post a review next time.)
The elusive sun beat down on our hibiscus margarita-stained lips as my husband, our friend and I walked up 9th avenue and decided to stroll over down to the High Line and enjoy the brief respite from the sh*ttiest winter in recent memory.
One thing you'll learn about most New Yorkers is that we avoid touristy things like the plague. Case in point: I hadn't visited the Statue of Liberty until I was 26 years old and I went with a tourist I befriended during their visit to NY. So, it's not surprising that I had never visited the High Line prior to today since its opening in 2009.
We entered at 23rd street and walked downtown toward the Meatpacking District and the Gansevoort Street exit.
|Remember that time the sun was out? It was just a few minutes ago...|
|You can sit in these stadium-style seats and gawk at the traffic below you on Tenth Avenue. If that's your thing.|
I'll be visiting again when the weather is nicer (as in, sunny and warm for more than a few hours at a time), and taking more photos then.
|I love the architecture in the Meatpacking District.|
After, we strolled around the Meatpacking District, wandered into AllSaints and coveted ALL THE THINGS, balking at the prices and decided we couldn't afford ANY OF THE THINGS in good conscience, and took the Subway back home to LIC.
|I want all the things.|
It was a fabulous afternoon.