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Good Morning New York!

My greatest friend PJ has moved to New York.

He’s always been a bit of a traveler but his base has been Paris for such a long time… America seems like a world away.

After pixelled Skype sessions and working around time zones, I finally jumped on a plane and joined him for breakfast.

At Smile.

Spring may well have sprung in London town but in New York it is fr-eeeee-zing!

I didn’t really listen when everyone said how cold it was. “I’m British, I can do cold” I thought.

Holy moly, I was wrong.

Stepping out of the door in the morning quite literally takes your breath away and the icy wind whistling off the water makes you wince.

After a brisk walk to The Smile it was quite a relief to tip-toe down the icy stairs and into the warm embrace of the little restaurant.

PJ’s even more snap happy than I am…

Meaning he perfectly captured my expression just as I said “they have MAPLE BACON!”

Egg sandwich with ham, gruyere, caramelised onions & maple bacon on an English muffin. (For an English muffin.)

Scrambled eggs with sourdough toast, greens, sausage & bacon. (For the flying Dutchman.)

Having eaten our fill and thoroughly defrosted ourselves, we headed out again.

Uptown to be exact.

Took a stroll around The Met, lingering at The Temple of Dendur (my favourite bit).

Topshop satin dress (Simelar here) // French Sole velvet slippers // Jimmy Choo pastel satchel

Burberry camel coat // Rae cashmere scarf

The Met soon got busy so we ducked out and went somewhere a little quieter.

The Neue Galerie.

To gaze like lustful magpies over Gustav Klimt’s Portrait of Adele.

As usual I took far too many pictures so will share some more with you tomorrow!

I’ve missed New York. I’ve missed its magic and its light. I always feel oddly at home in the city.

Or as Tom Wolfe puts it; “One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years.”

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