Christmas, in NYC!

My biggest regret in life is not being signed up for dance lessons at 3 months old. I've ALWAYS wanted to be a dancer of some kind (jazz, ballet, hip hop! whatever!) but it never happened (no matter how much I tried!) I had, for the most part, laid my dance dreams to rest but OH MAN. As the Rockettes kicked and tapped and danced my only thoughts were along the lines of  "I should be on stage, not sitting in this seat! I can get my leg that high, right!? YEAH!" (ahem, I can't).

After the show was over, I googled the height limit and found out that I was 1/4 of an inch too short. Which was sad! But it was also kind of a relief because at least I felt like my entire childhood hadn't been wasted by not taking dance, I wouldn't have been a rockette anyhow. Darn you, genetics!

So since I can't be a Rockette, I'll just have to settle for being the Rockettes biggest fan!

(but I'm still working on my kicks....just in case they change the height requirement! I mean, it IS the 21st century after all!)

I can't even tell you how glorious it felt to witness something as wonderful as the Radio City Christmas Spectacular. Besides having my room redone by Ty Pennington, seeing the Rockettes in person was one of my first childhood dreams. And I have now! With my own eyes! Blessed and blissful doesn't even begin to describe it.

You know those moments where you want to freeze time and just sit back for a bit and take in how wonderful life is?

Christmas in NYC was one of those times.

BROOKLYN BOUND...VIA THE BRIDGE

I'm not sure if walking across the Brooklyn Bridge is bucket list worthy, but some Australian I follow on instagram mentioned wanting to do it and then I've always wondered if if I'd be missing out by not wanting too!

SO lets talk facts. The  Brooklyn Bridge is well, just a bridge. And the walking path is kinda small, especially when you've got close to the entire population of NYC crossing at once (or so it seems...). But you don't go to admire the woodwork or the pedestrians, as fabulous (read: bizzare) as their fashion choices might be.

When a walk across a bridge has views of  Empire State Building, Freedom Tower and Statue of Liberty, well....

I guess that's something worthy of a bucket list.

A walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, a check off the list.

And then the sun set behind the Statue of Liberty on the 25th day in October,

And God said that it was very good
(and I agreed.)

"The city seen from the Brooklyn Bridge

 is always the city seen for the first time,

 in its first wild promise of all the

 mystery and beauty in the world.” 

As instructed by Kathleen Kelly....

Don't you love New York in the Fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies - I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name or address.

Watching You've Got Mail and going to New York City in the same weekend has to be the coincidence of a life time.

I actually wrote a whole post about You've Got Mail because well, You've Got Mail is like a pair of warm socks on a cold day or the first splash in the pool on a hot one. It's refreshing. It's warm. It's perfect.

As we explored around the city, I felt a little bit of Kathleen Kelly. Both in me (on high alert for daisies! the world's friendliest flower!) and around me, like she was watching. And I think it would be a great honor to have Kathleen Kelly watching me explore her most beloved city.

Our day was actually a "disaster" by first world standards. First, we missed our flight. BUT! I ended up going to a new state, so check New Jersey off the list. Then we had to wait 10 extra minutes underground on dirty Ebola encrusted benches because I lost the directions to my subway pass. But I don't have ebola...yet. Then we walked around the city for about 2 hours only to miss the ferry to Lady Liberty.

So! As watched from the promenade as the last ferry left (without us on it, that's the kicker) Kathleen Kelly came in a vision, dancing on the Hudson, and said in a breathy voice  "To Brooklyn."

And so, we went to Brooklyn.

(shoutout to shadow dad and fly catching mouth kryn. But it's Fall and I didn't mind wearing jeans so we gotta celebrate...by throwing baby leaves!)

Thanks New York!
And with that, I hope your mango is ripe.

PS: if you don't get that: go watch You've Got Mail.

AND NOW, FOR NOTHING IN PARTICULAR

"Not all who wander are lost."

I really thought I could make it without the triangles, BUT NO! Never will my love for triangles in blog posts be quenched. So my geometry loving friends, enjoy the last tidbits of NYC with a touch of triangle. You know it's good for you.

▲▲ Nice light in Chelsea Market! Also, my new lens is dreamy, almost to the point of being too dreamy if that's possible. I'm still learning the ropes, but so far I'm in love.

▲▲ These succulents at Chelsea Market - oh my! Of course, I had to stop and say hi, because I am friends with succulents all over the world. Also, my cactus died, but that is for another time. A time of mourning, of course.

▲▲ To anyone who will go to New York in the next million years....GO TO B&H PHOTO! It is like Santa's workshop on steroids with conveyer belts bringing camera goodies everywhere and little Jewish elves running to and fro. And, I got to use a $3000 camera so my day was made.

"No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow."
I am so grateful traveling is an option for me. I am so grateful that I get to see different places and new faces. Also, for my rhyming talents which are off the charts. Traveling is my favorite - I'm so glad I get to do it.

Thanks NYC for having me, you really are a charmer.

And now, where to next?

"I have not been everywhere, but it's on my list."

No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
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Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
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No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
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It would be a shame to miss New York at Christmas

I am by no means a New Yorker. I am yet to master the skill of staring at nothing for far too long. I get giggly crossing streets and the amount of eye contact I make is miserable. I keep my head up. Their heads are down. Of course it makes sense. You live in a city. Every day you see this skyscraper and that coffee shop with the artsy logo till they all become a blur. It gets old, fast.

But even If I was a New Yorker, if I wore a black coat and lived in a top floor apartment,
Even if I lived in the city for a thousand years, I honestly don't think I could ever get sick of seeing New York at Christmas.

Nope, Never.

Of Heaven and New York and how they are related.

 

I have been putting off blogging, and writing more specifically for a month. A MONTH! Time is such a weird thing really, but anyway. I love blogging, I love this blog, but sometimes I don't want to blog. And if that makes sense to you then I would worry for your life. Because it makes sense to me and well....!

But now, I am here! To tell you about the magic of being 16. I don't know what happened, but something clicked in me. I'm not in limbo anymore I guess, that awkward stage of knowing you are a kid but really wanting to be older. 16 feels like "YES! I can do this!" As a result, I am much more aggressive in craft stores. And I smack my gum a little louder,  Just to let you know that I'm 16 now.

And when you turn 16, you do logical things. Like go to New York City, of course! New York is nice. But New York at Christmas? That is heaven. And if I was in heaven then that probably means I have been upgraded to Angel status, right?

For further proof, see my halo...

 Okay maybe not. It was a nice thought!

I feel as though these photos could be easily twisted into something far more poetic with a few heartfelt quotes and maybe a sad acoustic song. Thank goodness I am not the type for that! 

More coming your way....

 

New york CITAY!

Welcome to another installment of  "How to pronounce with Kryn!" Cue the awkward clapping theme song and grab a family in matching outfits, and we've got ourselves a game show fit for kings!

Of what, I'm not sure though.

So let's talk New York City. Actually, scratch that. It's New York CITAY! This one I actually didn't totally make up, so let's just hope it's not copyrighted or something. Do I look like a criminal to you? I mean, I cried when I broke my makeup....so devious. Back to the CITAY (it's just so fun to say!) It's actually loosely or kind of totally based of a Pace commercial. But we've been saying it for so long now that it's practically a family tradition.

'Cause every one has a family tradition based on a salsa commercial. EVERYONE.

Cue the awkward clapping music, it's time for a commercial break! (But of course, don't touch that dial, there is plenty more on channel CHEESE!)

▲▲ parks are so refreshing in the city. And everyone else thinks so to! (We went to Central Park and Battery Park, the latter with a nice view of Miss Liberty!)

  ▲▲ contemplating life's most difficult decisions....stripes or polka dots?

▲▲ Of course, Taxi pictures! My guess, but if you looked at NYC from above, it would be 99.99999 (just to be safe!) perfect yellow. Give or take.

▲▲ Ah, Time Square! The largest public place showcasing the depravity of man! Oh, the joy! More on this later.
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▲▲ Alligator attack! Rawr. Or something!

Have you ever been to New York? If so, what was your favorite thing about it? One more post about NY, and then I promise I'll shut my trap forever! Or until we go again, whichever comes first!

New York, New York

New York is just one of those cities that makes you bubble for no particular reason. Other than wildly amazing flowers and the rad skyline, of course. We hit New York this past weekend and walked a ridiculous amount and saw all kinds of crazy good things. And also some equally weird things, but that's the city for ya! I tell ya, I can't get enough of this going new places. It's quite invigorating!

Just like watching House Hunters! Nothing gets your blood pumping like a case of "This one has the fab pool, but that one has the postcard view!"

Somehow, all conversations lead to House Hunters.

Anyway, this is probably the first of many New York posts, so prepare yourself for the feet pictures and city pictures and the pictures of me looking like I would rather be swimming with alligators than having my picture taken. Sometimes seeing a photo of yourself is the worst form of torture.

Other than missing an episode of House Hunters, of course.