Hello friends. I’ve been having a rough go of it lately. We laid to rest my 14-year-old golden retriever, Maggie last Tuesday. The immense grief I am still feeling comes and goes in waves — she was my constant companion since I was in my early 20s, and not hearing the tippy tap of her little toenails on my floor sometimes makes me feel like I can’t breathe. If you would like to remember her with me for a moment, please visit this post on my Instagram.
My boyfriend is hurting too, so when the opportunity popped up to visit with legend/Editor/thought leader Atoosa (more on our shared history here) for an all-women publishing mind-meld in New York, we made it into a long weekend trip for emotional survival.
We stayed at Soho House in Meatpacking, which proved to be a festive decision for the Fourth of July — the rooftop pool party was pretty much always going. It really kept our spirits up and proved to be a welcome distraction. Many Aperol Spritzes were consumed.
Plus, it was a great place for entertaining friends: some new, like the lovely couple sitting next to us at Carbone on Friday evening, some new that feel like old (hi Venita), and revisiting some outright well-worn old-shoe friendships (hi Fred). I also think I met a new favorite stylist! (I loooove a good stylist’s input.) By the way, I link their names because their Instagrams are fabulous and worth your follow. As is Atoosa’s Substack. All resources within their own rite.
As expected, the city was near-empty and serene, most of the locals having flown east. It was magical being able to zip around with no traffic, grab last-minute dinner reservations, and not stand in any lines.
However, it was HOT. I found myself wishing I’d packed differently and shopping not for pleasure, but as a necessity. Plus, we impulsively extended our trip by a couple of days, so I was short on duds. Here’s what I brought that worked the hardest — and what I bought to fill in the gaps.