Arrived at about 5pm. This is the view outside our hotel, The Standard, New York.
It's not showing here, but right below is the High Line park, an old train line transformed into a pedestrian walkway. There is a letter on the table that warns guests to keep their activities discreet while the curtains are open.
Since everything could be seen from establishments below, and not just the park. I suppose the discretion goes beyond showering and being seen through the glass partition. I heard people fool around right at the window.
Making a fool of myself. View of the bedroom from the other side.
Jacket, 5cm; jeans, Bench; sheer shirt, structure belt, Timberland boots, and scarf: all thrifted
The flight took 5 hours to Japan, then another 11 to New York. Not bad. Was able to sleep several times, and watch the following:
Passed by lots of stores on my way to meet a friend at Union Square.
Ah, I love it already.
After several blocks, I finally arrived. Had a burger at St. Mark's.
Then it was time for my literary fix at The Strand bookstore and Barnes & Noble. Been told that all the Benetton IT'S:MY:TIME winners have arrived already — in stretch limos, no less. But I've only met Melanie, Abdou, and Kevin.
Here are some short clips they made, their first "diary" entries. Hope you enjoy. As for me, I have to see if I'm at all jetlagged.