You don't think I'd forgotten about our big dinner, did you? Oh no. But there's something known as SENSORY FUCKING OVERLOAD that happens when you come to the big city and you're about ready to have dinner with the Coolest Woman On Earth. Your days become about just surviving (carefully) so that you make it there in reasonably good mental health, with limited damage to one's body, and without completely going fanbrat crazy in the meantime.
So that's what I've been doing. We managed to pack a lot into the day, and we probably walked roughly thirty three million steps. And tomorrow, the rest of the pack gets here for even MOAR shenanigans!
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| The view from the roof of the apartment where we're staying. |
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| Me with tragic hair at Rockefeller Center. |
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| The world's largest pastrami sandwich. |
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| Ingrid Bergman blesses our lunch! |
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| The view from the Top of the Rock |
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| The Empire State Building. |
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| Central Park from the Top of the Rock. |
So obviously there has been no shortage of fabulous. AND! Monday night Isabella was on Craig Ferguson and it was hilarious and adorable and hilarious. Here, I will share with you.
I dare you to watch that and not laugh. DARE. YOU.
I could not sleep last night. Fair warning on that.
ReplyDeleteTwo things about the Craig video:
1. She's given us an idea for Foolproof Plan-Paris.
2. It's a damn good thing she's amused by the awkward pause. I'm just sayin'.