nyc was, as always, wonderful. i love spending time with my family more than just about anything else. i love walking into my nanny's house to see it unchanged - not just since the last time i visited, but for as long as i can remember. it's a safe, familiar feeling.
my family is complicated, as most families are. it hasn't always been that way, but a lot of things have changed in the last few years that have made things shift in new ways. and it's comforting to me, no matter how much my family dynamics change, to run up into this apartment and barge in without knocking, smelling the same smells from my nanny and eating the same unchanged spaghetti recipe since i was born. it warms my heart and soothes my soul when i need it.
here are a few of my nostalgic pictures...
|nanny's kitchen - this corner has been the same since i was in a high chair|
|hung up in the dining room for as long as i can remember|
|my nanny herself - an absolute saint|
|my godmother and i in her new apartment in the village|
|my friday in the city with PI|
|puppy in a boutique|
|walking the highline on saturday|
|view from the highline|
|tea shop in chelsea market|
|eighth avenue street festival|
i gotta run - dinner planned with dad tonight before we head off in the morning.
til next time...!