Shopping at BG’s

I mentioned in a previous post that one of the “must do again before I leave NY” activities is to try on more shoes at Bergdorf Goodman’s. I decided the perfect time to shoe shop was during the days of rain while Husband was visiting. We shopped all down 5th Avenue, but the cherry on top of our shopping trip was the pinnacle of all stores…Bergdorf’s.


I am a teacher, so I cannot actually afford to buy things at Bergdorf’s, but it doesn’t hurt to look, or try on a few beautiful pieces!


My favorite floor in BG’s is level 2, the designer shoe salon. My Mom thinks I’m crazy, but if I could afford it, I would snatch up a pair of either LouBoutin’s, Prada flats, Chanel boots, Jimmy Choo heels, or Charlotte Olympia crazy shoes in a minute. I know they are all ridiculously overpriced, by my God, they are beautiful. They are tiny little works of art that you can wear on your feet. I want my own masterpiece!

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Shopping at BG’s is a comforting exceptional  experience. They have comfy designer chairs every ten feet or so, the sales clerks will wait on you hand and foot, everyone is friendly and happy and all dogs are allowed! It’s the sort of classic department store where you imagine every glamorous classic movie star shopped (probably because they all did). We even ran into Sofia Vargara on the elevator!

It’s a great place for people watching too. Spend half an hour in the shoe department and you are sure to see tourists, Moms and daughters, old ladies with too much plastic surgery, rich men, fancy little dogs, large mutts, teenage heiresses and everyone in between. It’s perfect.


Once, while window shopping, I tried on the most remarkable heels ever (the purple wedges from the 111th anniversary, remember?) While trying them on I noticed an older woman watching me. She was being waited on, and had a stack of about ten different designer shoes next to her. I looked back at her, and she said “Those look fabulous on you”. Without a thought I replied “I can’t agree with you more”. She then looked to the young lady helping her and asked for a pair in a size 8 to try on for herself. The young lady brought the beautiful purple shoes to the older woman who said “Forget it, I’m tired of trying on shoes. I’ll just buy them, and all the others I’ve tried on”.

I sat there, jaw on the floor, for a good ten minutes. She must have spent over 10 grand. I was secretly waiting for her to come back and offer to buy the pair I tried on. After all “they look fabulous” on me, right?

My favorite shoes during my most recent visit weren’t too shabby either.

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Bergorf’s also has a restaurant on the 7th floor. It’s lovely, has great views of Central Park and the Plaza, fancy delicious dishes and is exactly where I wanted to take my Mom for lunch. We had a roasted beet salad, seafood pasts, tea and coffee and it was all wonderful. We ate next to the window and talked and talked like Mothers and daughters do.

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It was the best last shopping trip I could have had at Bergdorf Goodman’s…at least until I come back and visit!


A Weekend Work Day

Today was rainy and the perfect day to stay inside and do nothing but eat and hide under blankets. I did this all morning, but  at one point I had to get dressed and carry my broken umbrella through the rain because I had an appointment. Today, I had to checkout the butterfly conservatory at the Natural History Museum. My job (my paying job) often requires me to review child-appropriate activities in the city, like looking at butterflies.

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It wasn’t easy to get excited about spending my rainy relaxing day reviewing a new exhibit, but once I was actually there I felt much better. Turns out that every single New York family goes to museums on rainy Sundays, who knew? I’ve never seen a museum so crowded. I was happy I had the luxury of taking my time. I also had the opportunity to get a pass to the new frog exhibit!

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THESE were definitely my favorite!
THESE were definitely my favorite!

The frogs were cool. I had a nice time checking out the tiny neon colored poisonous ones and the huge African bullfrogs. I was mostly thrilled because they were all alive. The Natural History Museum is mostly full of dioramas depicting animal scenes throughout history. All of the stuffed fake animals look too real to me and I can’t help but feel like I’m in a zoo of dead animals. I much prefer the real ones…although the fact that they are trapped in aquariums is a little depressing.

Whatever, the butterfly conservatory was awesome and the exact opposite of depressing!



Thankfully, the museum only allows you to enter the conservatory if you have a special ticket (bought separately) for a specific time, so it can’t ever get too crowded. The conservatory must have had a million butterflies! I don’t think one person can walk through without having a butterfly land on them at some point. They had butterflies and moths of every shape, size and color. One was at least 12 inches wide.

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While snapping some photos, I heard a woman behind me tell her son, “look a butterfly is on that lady’s camera!”. I looked down, and sure enough a little flutterby decided to take up residence on my lens! He hung out with me for about 15 minutes until the swoosh of someone’s ponytail scared him away.


I spent a little extra time roaming around before picking up Starbucks and hopping on the bus home. When I got on the bus I was embarrassed to learn that there was no money left on my MetroCard. I sat there digging through my purse for change while the driver glared impatiently. At that moment, a man with an adorable toddler (they even had on matching shirts) came over and kindly swiped his card for me. I was SO grateful to not have to stand there in shame anymore and be forced off the bus, back into the pouring rain. Thank you friendly Dad on the M86 bus, you are a lifesaver!

So, I did have to spend part of my day off “working”, but after the butterflies, the coffee and the friendly bus rider I felt pretty good. Plus, I had the whole evening to relax and catch up on life. Good day.


I Believe I Can Fly

Ever since Zoey and I watched the Sex and the City episode where Carrie learns to swing on a trapeze at Trapeze School New York we decided we had to try it! Every time we actually thought to sign up for a class they were closed for the season, or because of weather. Eventually, I forgot about learning to trapeze all together. Zoey, however, did not forget, and managed to sign us both up for class last week.


We actually missed the class we originally signed up for because of weather, and we almost missed our second/last chance to attend. We left over an hour before it started, but EVERY downtown train seemed to be under construction or temporarily closed because of “a suspicious bag left at Grand Central” (it was a trash bag). We showed up about a half-hour late for our two-hour class, but we only missed the safety procedures, directions and our first turn…no big deal.

The instructors were very cool and totally nice about our tardiness. They suited us up and quickly gave us the cliff-note version of “how not to die in trapeze class”.

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I am not typically afraid of heights or swings, but something about standing on top of the platform, waiting to jump off in front of our peers terrified me. I KNEW a harness and a net would keep me from falling to my death, but I was still shaking as I held the trapeze with one hand and the railing with my other.

Our very first turn involved jumping off the platform, swinging, lifting our legs over the bard, reaching backwards, putting our hands back up and legs back down and falling on our bums. None of this was tricky, but there was so much to remember….jump on “hep”, keep you legs behind you, point your toes, look at your knees, look up, lift your legs….etc.


I felt like a shaky mess my first attempt, but everyone said I looked “great”, so I took their word for it. It definitely wasn’t as hard as I thought it might be, just scarier.

Zoey did it too!


Our very second turn included a back-flip off the trapeze…our second turn! I was the most scared of this trick. I’m an active person, but I NEVER flip off of anything, certainly not a back flip. Our coaches assured us that if we swing our legs “back-front-back” quick enough then the back-flip will be no problem. I held my breath as I swung my legs “back-front-back”, brought my knees to my chest and let go of the trapeze….


Coach was right…the leg swinging gave me enough momentum to just tuck and gravity did the rest! It was awesome!

I got one more turn before we learned our final stunt.


I was feeling super proud of myself at this point. I mean, I just did a back-flip! The next trick, however, was the catch and release. The trick is to reach back as you are hanging up side down and allow one of the instructors to catch you as you release your legs. Sounds so simple, right? I was less afraid of this one because I put all my faith in the instructor swinging on the other end…


I took a deep breath at the top, jumped and prayed I survived.

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I did, and it was amazing, such a great experience! Husband took a video of my last turn, but he snapped a couple photos during it, so it’s a little jumpy. You’ll still get the gist.

I had the best time at the Trapeze School. It was the right combination of thrilling, scary, fun and still a good workout. Now, I have to look up circus classes to sign up for in Tennessee.