Wow! That is the best word to describe my 12hr trip to New York City with Mom. This will be a text heavy post and all of the photos were shot with my iPhone. I didn’t want to lug a DSLR around New York, but more importantly I wanted to make the most of my time with my mom. This trip was about spending time together and enjoying a shopping trip. I wanted to be present with her.
We left for the airport at 5:00 in the morning with less than 2 hours of sleep. Why does it seem that everything falls apart the night before an early morning flight?
We made it to the gate just in time thanks to TSA PreCheck. Do you have it? If you fly more than once a quarter, you need it. Period. You can find out more (here). The shorter security lines are great, but I would pay $85 just to not have to take my shoes off for 5 years.
Food is my favorite four letter word after sale. Dad wanted us to go right, so he upgraded us to first class. The service was excellent and I loved our breakfast quiche. I agree with Ron Swanson “why does anybody in the world ever eat anything but breakfast food?”.
I deliberately choose a window seat on the left side of the plane. The views flying into LaGuardia airport are fantastic!
We were blessed with great weather for our entire trip, especially in the morning. I had to dodge some of these kamikaze pigeons.
First stop after landing was Sarabeth’s on Central Park South for a second breakfast. I ordered the Lemon Ricotta Pancakes. Oh my fluffy goodness! They were the best pancakes I have ever had. Hands down. Amazing texture and the lemon flavor was just right. Didn’t need to use syrup or butter. That’s how good they were.
After breakfast we walked down to the Plaza. I have a little sister who is the personification of Eloise, so we stopped to get her a few treats from the Eloise boutique.
Where was this when I was 6?
Yes, my little sister got a baby Birkin inspired bag. How could we pass it up?
We had to pop into the Plaza for a moment. It was too beautiful to just walk by.
Then we headed across the street to make the pilgrimage to Bergdorf Goodman. This amazing 7 story department store is the epitome of elegance. Every designer you can imagine can be found somewhere in the store. I didn’t make it past the shoe salon. While I am not normally a shoe girl, I had been eyeing a pair of shoes for years. I like to have shoes that are timeless and that I will get plenty of wear out of. What is more classic, or goes with more, than a pair of Chanel flats? I went in thinking I would buy a pair of the classic tan with a black patent leather toe cap. After trying on several pairs, I decided to go with the black in quilted lambskin. The quilted leather holds it’s shape better over the years, and I found they were slightly more comfortable than the regular leather.
As always, my favorite part was getting to interact with interesting people, like a chic French woman who was wearing the shoes I purchased and carrying the same bag I bought later in the day. She told me she had been wearing her flats for 5yrs and they were still in excellent condition. She told me to get a rubber strip put on the soles and heel for added durability. Then there was a sweet woman in her 70s from Russia.
“Where in Europe your parents from?”
“My parents were both born in America.”
“But they came from Europe, no?”
“Yes ma’am. England, Ireland and Germany.”
“I knew it!” she clapped her hands. “I can spot a European complexion a mile away. That fair skin is a gift. Take good care of it.”
We then talked about Grace Kelly and classical music.
After our visit to Bergdorf, we went across the street to Tiffany & Co., and I had my “Audrey moment” in front of those iconic display windows. When we walked into the main floor I had a flashback to the proposal scene in “Sweet Home Alabama”. I wouldn’t mind Patrick Dempsey asking me to marry him at Tiffany’s and then saying “Pick one”.
This is the one I would pick, in case any Patrick’s out there are wondering.
Sapphires and diamonds are this girl’s best friend.
The engraving section made my heart happy. Look at all of the monogram options!
Tiffany isn’t just home to gorgeous diamonds, it is home of my favorite person I met on this trip. The elevator operator at Tiffany is my new favorite person. He looks just like Prince Philip, but 20yrs younger, has a great radio voice and loves old movies. He noticed our bag from the Eloise boutique and shared a piece of trivia about the book’s author Kay Thompson.
“Did you know the character of Eloise was based on her goddaughter Liza Minnelli?”
My old movie nerd didn’t miss a beat “But she also played a precocious young girl in her night club act with the Williams brothers.”
With a twinkle in his eye he asked “And how do you know about the Williams brothers, young lady?”
“I grew up on classic films and music.”
“You know that isn’t usual for a woman of your age.”
“Very little about me is.”
He smiled “Keep it that way”.
When we returned to the elevator for our trip back down, he threw his arms open and greeted me with a booming “My Turner Classic cohort!”.
Then we hit the flagship stores of all of our favorite designers. Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Gucci and Prada. Mom found a beautiful pink wallet at Chanel and I found some items for my wishlist. Louis Vuitton and Prada didn’t have anything I was looking for, but Gucci continued it’s efforts to deplete my 401k.
Look at this dress! The colors. The pearl buttons. Just take my money.
I walked away from the dress, and these purses at the children’s section, but it wasn’t easy.
The reason I did, was I had Goyard on my mind. My mom has two Goyard totes and I have been wanting one for awhile. My go to tote is the Louis Vuitton Neverfull GM in Damier Ebene. However I was looking for something to mix it up. Preferably in a neutral that would work well with all of my wardrobe, starting with summer. I don’t always like carrying a brown bag in the summer. Goyard totes are made from hand-painted canvas and incredibly lightweight. Another thing I liked about Goyard is that you don’t see them everywhere. I like it when I carry or wear something that isn’t like everyone else. The main reason you don’t see Goyard bags everywhere is that they are not sold online. At all. To purchase a Goyard you have to visit their boutique in New York or San Francisco, or their shops inside Neiman Marcus, Bergdorf Goodman and Barney’s in select cities. Only 5 cities in America have Goyard. Town and Country ran a great article on Goyard just last week. It offers a look into the history of the brand and it’s modern day elusiveness.
I wanted to visit the boutique because a) it’s in New York and b) I had not tried on the PM size or seen all of the colors. I went in thinking I would get a Saint Louis tote PM in green. I liked that it was a neutral, but still different enough to not be boring.
I tried it on at Bergdorf and liked the size, but the color didn’t wow me. I liked it, but in the back of my mind I knew that I would hesitate to use it if I didn’t feel it went with what I was wearing. It didn’t have that “go anywhere, with anything” feeling I was looking for.
By the time Mom and I made it to the Goyard boutique on E 63rd St, I wasn’t sure what I would get. I asked to see several colors and narrowed it down to green and navy. I walked around with both on my shoulders for a good 10mins, before going with the navy. I knew I would wear it more. It’s me. Doing something different is fun, but for an investment piece like a Goyard, it is always wise to select a color and style you know you will use for years and is a classic.
Our next stop was Longchamp less than a block away. If you have not purchased a Longchamp bag, I cannot give them a higher recommendation. Longchamp makes nylon bags that fold up like origami. I always travel with one. Since Mom and I knew we would need something to carry all of our goodies home in, we put Longchamp on our agenda to buy a bag we knew would be both needed for this trip and used for years. Afterwards we popped into Hermes so Mom could look for a bracelet and I could buy her a scarf while she wasn’t looking.
Then we walked back to 5th Ave to visit the Ralph Lauren store and Ralph’s Coffee. Only one slight problem, it closed. For good. Last month. Oops.
At least the walk back took us through a nice neighborhood with beautiful brownstones and some unique shops.
Who doesn’t love a button store?
By this time we needed to get an Uber and get to the airport. We made it there with time to spare, and just as we were making our way to security received an alert on our phone letting us know the flight had been delayed. This would be the first of three delays, and while it was tempting to try to go back to the city, we decided to sit down and have a nice meal instead. We found a steak house and sat down in a nice corner booth, our hunger being the only thing keeping us awake. I don’t know if I have ever eaten steak that quickly in my life. The couple at the next table chatted with us, and when they got up to leave the husband forgot his bag from Ladurée. When he came back to get it, I asked him “are those really as good as everyone says?”. He set the bag down and asked me if I would like to try one. He opened three boxes and told me take whatever I would like. Thank you random stranger for brightening my day and giving my first taste of Ladurée.
We made it to the gate, boarded and waited for our pilots. Once we finally got in the air, 2hrs late, we had a second dinner and the most delightful flight crew.
My Goyard had the perfect spot for the flight home.
This trip was a whirlwind, to say the least. When we landed shortly after midnight, it was right back to the real world, work and putting out fires. But for 17hrs the real world took a break, and I got to enjoy a magical trip to New York City with my mom. That is worth more than any designer bag.
Special thanks to my amazing dad for making this trip possible. He’s a prince of a guy, and a tough act to follow.