We had a wonderful New York summer, and I feel proud to have survived the hell that is New York City subway stations. I've found the key to surviving them in case you wanted to know:
- Wear your hair up every.single.day
- Expect to look like crap once you get to your destination
There really is very little room for looking cute when you step outside, walk several blocks to a station, and stand waiting for an average of 3 minutes in a rat-ridden place that feels like a hot hair dryer. I really do love New York most days!
Anyway, thank you for graciously welcoming me back, dear readers. I'm hoping the fall will hold lots of fun (and less sweaty) adventures.
This is my favorite dress of the moment. I wear it most Saturdays. And many other days, let's be honest.