an odd day – full of Missed Connections and Misinformation – but alleviated by breakfast at Le Caprice, a walk across the FREEZING manhattan morning across central park, the Day Job achievements (many, said modestly) and a vigorous Swim at lunchtime, followed by a Raw Juice (who have we Become?!) before returning to work for Very important stuff.
early morning sunshine peeking over the trees and sky-scape of Gotham beyond the Park (yes, we were on the upper east side again – strangely enough)
the ante-room between the Pierre hotel and Le Caprice is Ever so Versailles, non?
as we waited in the prime position of the central booth (hair must be working today, we thought as we shrugged off our winter layers and pulled the cashmere blonde cardigan closer around our shoulders and felt Terribly Glam) for our guest, we perused the wide selection of International Newsprint so generously offered.
and called our guest:
everything ok, lovely person?
it went to voicemail so we left the message above and then got an email a few moments later.
oh gawd. NEXT friday!
a Bonus breakfast at Le Caprice. we ordered, hastily.
and then virtually Ran (so COLD!) across the park and down into the sniper fire of midtown manhattan to our first meeting of the day.
starting with a lovely breakfast, tout seul, was actually Rather Nice.
especially as it’s Friday.
note to self: too early to wear a turtleneck. the scar from you-know-what was not happy. it got a little itchy and cross.
or maybe it was annoyed that the turtleneck obscured its vision.
yes. that’s exactly how we think…….
don’t you, darlings?