After a hard return to reality (being welcomed by a foot of snow after our trip to Anguilla), I took full advantage of the unusually warm weather over the weekend. There are many parts of the city to love but one of my favorites is the amount of parks. Central is of course my favorite but I also love an afternoon in Washington Square Park. There is always an energy and people watching is standard.
When I first moved to the city, I often wondered, how could I still retain some semblance of style while also being able to maneuver the increased walking and bipolar weather conditions. I remember for the first 6 months I really thought I could wear heels almost everywhere and actually believed the weather report on the morning news. (Insert wide-eyed emoji here).
Fast forward a couple years and here’s what I’ve learned. Flats can be your friend. Yes this was tough for me to conceptualize, but after a week of non stop heels and realizing no amount of reflexology would help, I made peace with flats and found styles that made my feet feel just as special as my Manolo heels did. These Gucci mule loafers are one of my favorites with their mix of classic and edgy. They are comfy as hell and have serious staying power.
I also had to take stock of my handbag collection as well. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good cross body mini bag, but if you’re out and about in the city, something a little larger is required; preferably to fit a pair of heels and umbrella. I opted for the Celine trapeze. The medium size is perfect and the shoulder strap is great if you prefer that to the crook of your arm.
// Green Matcha latte // – Cha lait NYC
// Window display at Saks //
// Favorite corner //
It seems like over the coarse of a weekend, Central Park went from fresh, green leaves to brilliant shades of fiery red and golden ombres. With candy corn and pumpkin pies now being old news (but so yummy), November is well and truly off and running.
Saks has already adorned their first floor with their trademark garland, sparking the urge for peppermint lattes and window gazing. Knowing the big apple typically becomes an ice block in December/January, I relish this time of year, when layering can actually be cute and walks in Central Park are paved with golden leaves vs. mounds of snow.
Over the weekend, I decided to continue a new obsession of mine…matcha. This super tea was first introduced to me years ago, but I really gained an appreciation for it when we went to Japan. Matcha straight from the source is like nothing else and the vibrant green color is mesmerizing.
With a weekly trip to Tokyo out, I searched for the best matcha spots locally. Matcha Bar, in Brooklyn is my top pic. These guys are the real deal, taking trips and sourcing their match directly from Japan. In West Village I found Chalait, complete with some of the best avo toast in the city. The iced matcha latte with almond milk is delish.
With at least 5 more locations still on my list, I will happily continue the matcha hunt 🙂