Tired Feet

I just got back from New York today and the trip was exciting, fun, and exhausting all at the same time. I helped out my friend from Blue Wild Indigo at Accessories the Show, and she was busy, busy, busy. And, she'll be very busy, busy, busy, in the next few months as well. We stayed at E51st street, and just fell in love with the neighborhood because everything was right at our fingertips. Since we were so tired after working the show, we just walked to our local restaurants to eat dinner. The food around there was incredible! We ate yummy Italian, good Japanese, mind-fucking-blowing tapas, and good ol' pub food. Forget shopping, NYC is all about the food. Although, I always tend to get travel bloat which causes me to not eat as much. Oh well, it may be a survival mechanism that my body does so that I don't stuff myself to explosion. Even better, the food out there makes the wine and beer tastes a thousand times better. Tired feet, happy tummy.