New York never fails to excite, amaze, or shake me with its buzz. Every time I see its electric skyline, it feels like I've been injected with its pure energy. It does something to me. Chemically. It humbles me and yet it gives me a sense of self-worth, hope and empowerment. This time, I only spent a week in the jungle, wandering along the numbered streets and getting lost in its bewildering height, smells and sights. The food in NY is incomparable - It's ridiculously varied. You can eat from almost any culture all around the world, which means that obviously I never want to leave its concrete arms. Returning to London fills me with sadness and FOMO. London seems to be much less manic, going at a slower pace, although I do most definitely feel home.
The park brought me the most joy over my trip. Lazing on the vast lawns of Central Park is now a favourite pastime. Lying on a field surrounded by autumnal trees and towering skyscrapers is even more magical than the Rockefeller Christmas tree. Luckily I bit the Big Apple at the right time; Locals happily informed me that it was a good week to come. The weather that week was dry, bright and fairly warm for that time of year.
Generally speaking, shopping in The States is a different experience. The attendants are keener and friendlier, the stores are larger and they seem to treat it like more of a funfair. Saks Fifth Avenue and Opening Ceremony were my personal favourites, it's interesting to see where as a brand we place ourselves. Being a London-based brand it is easy to get used to the creativity and innovation of the fashion market over here. In comparison, NYC collections are generally much safer yet they definitely inspire our more basic looks and more wearable pieces.