Have I mentioned that I had a birthday over a month ago?
NO!
Which is insane as I'm an aries so having a whole day where you're allowed to make everything be about yourself is just the best thing ever. Like eyes glossing over with the sick power of it all best thing ever.
And if you're like me and discovered you have a faux twin your freshman year of college not only did you have a childhood free from the real twin plague of constantly having to share everything BUT you get an adulthood where with your f-win powers combined the two of you can commandeer a whole week ALL ABOUT YOU.
So we did.
If you've never met my twin this picture pretty much sums her up. The Peanuts. Captain America. Kandinsky. Wonder Woman. Star Wars. Scarlett O'Hara. Degas. Disney.
Clearly this week was going to be insane.
I arrived in NYC sleep deprived and totally zonked but my darling twin fed me Chinese take-out, propped me up in front of the TV to watch The Avengers and put me to bed early. I love her.
You know how the French just sit in cafes drinking cafe and watch people? Well she's like that but with Dr. Pepper and dogs. It's true. No one dog can come within a two block radius and she's spotted it. And stares. And coos. And makes googly eyes and exclaims.
See that face?? Every. Time. She. Sees. A. Dog. And I just stand there being all "Yay. It's ANOTHER dog. Can we go now please thank you."
That happened a lot.
We also rode a lot of trains. Someone in NYC has a deep love of Tolkien and a good sense of humor.
We had an epic day of shopping on my Birthday in which we took about 8 trains to get from her apartment in Coney Island to Lower Manhattan and then all the way up to the Upper East Side and back down again. It was epic.
We also rendez-vous-ed with my Fairy Godmother to see the Lion King which was hugely epic. Especially the back stage part where we got to TOUCH STUFF. I managed not to hyperventilate but it was a close call.
Luckily my twin is just as prone to excitement, this time it was about Abraham Lincoln in the Brooklyn Museum. She's be happy to live in that room forever. I'd come visit and tap on the glass.
She even bought me a plate with his name all over it. Because I live in his land. Somehow I feel like she arranged that to get closer to him. Creeper.
I got excited that my shoes matched the tile floor.
And about some stairs.
And I booked it across the grand hall shrieking "OMG gilt!!" to salivate over medieval art. They even had my favorite martyr, St. Lawrence of Rome, asking the Romans to turn him over as he was done on that side. Cheeky.
Meanwhile Twin was across the hall staring at Russian art and later entranced by creepy South American death objects.
Other trip highlights include me insisting we buy buy flowers from a street vendor as Chicago has no flower stalls and it makes me sad. And Birthdays always need flowers!
We had a date at Lincoln Center a la Moonstruck...
...and had tea afterwards at Alice's Tea Cup.
Someone makes a very good Red Queen. Off with your head!
Or she would have been yelling that if her mouth wasn't stuffed with scones and tea sandwiches. I need to hold another tea party soon, they're just such fun!
But I think the best part of the whole mad week was here, eating a bagel with lox next to my Twin watching dogs on a quiet sunny street in Lower Manhattan. She's decided that we're on the cusp of great things this year, and I'm excited to see what life brings us.
Hopefully more bagels.
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