THE HIGH LINE

One Betty went to Manhattan over the Thanksgiving weekend. No parade, no Macy's SantaLand.  We were there for one objective and one only: windows. Begin at Ralph Lauren, pass Barneys {stop for a snack} and down Madison to the center of the holiday window universe: Bergdorf Goodman. It's an on again off again tradition for us- consistently inconsistent is as good as it gets in my household.   

This time we decided to walk the High Line before heading uptown. It's a section of reclaimed, elevated train track a few stories above the Meatpacking district on the Lower West side. We were amazed. We were enthralled. We froze {it was windy}. We fell in love.   

Beautifully designed, artfully planted, cleverly laid out. Every view out towards the water, up the busy streets, or inward towards the contrasting architecture of the city was awe inspiring. This little stretch of magical urban design has given a center, a focus to the entire district.

We never made it to the windows. We walked the High Line and ended up drinking hot chocolate in the Chelsea Market. A perfect metaphor for our holidays- go with a plan, but be flexible in the moment, you never know what you might find.

We found yellow. We wanted to share it with you.

 

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