As I mentioned yesterday, I finally made it to the tree at Rockefeller Center last week. Like good little capitalists, my friends and I partook of Starbucks hot chocolates, coffees and peppermint mochas - guess which one's mine - then bopped on over to the tree, where we saw lots of adorable bundled up babies (awwww!!!!1), couples in love (shmeh) and a healthy number of very blatant B&Ts (double shmeh). It was a beautiful, beautiful thing.
I'm in red. My friend Z is the only boy, and the other two are B and J, the latter of whom took the bottom photo. (BTW, she's a pretty brilliant photographer.) We all went to college together. Just a group uh good ol' Suhhhthuhnuhs in the big citay.
Here's some more Christmas-y photos, for your enjoyment, taken with my busted ass iPhone. Please forgive the somewhat lackluster quality.
The Rock tree, from further (farther?) away.
And up close. Yeah, I totally upskirted the Rock tree. I don't feel bad about it.
Some trees along the side of the Rock ice skating rink. So pretty.
Radio City Music Hall with some Crimma lights across the skreet. PS, This is where I will see Gaga in just over a month (!!!!!!!!)
The same lights, and a bunch of cabs. Pretty typique.
Back at the beginning of November, I wrote a post saying that if I ever found a place more beautiful than Manhattan in the fall, I would have to move there immediately. Well, I found it. It's Manhattan in December. And I already live here. Life win.
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