Alarm goes off, it’s 6am on Thanksgiving morning and I’m like a kid on Christmas Day.
I’ve woken up 3,459 miles from home to a lovely yet compact Manhattan-sized hotel room. My current mood: giddy AF. The reason for this is simple: it’s my first Thanksgiving (as an adult) that I’m spending in the US…and the award for world’s worst dual-citizen goes to…yours truly. Come to think of it, I’m yet to experience my first Fourth of July here (as an adult) too!
Anyways, I must go get ready.
Wrap up Warm.
We’ve sure been putting in the miles on this NYC trip, averaging 10+ miles of walking per day (crazy, I know), so layers are key to any Thanksgiving Day outfit. I must say, now that I’ve invested in a Reiss coat, I could never go back to anything else. It’s so warm and toasty yet gives me shape in all the right places. The fit is perfect. Now I need to talk about my boots for a hot minute, they just give me all those autumnal feels and it’s all thanks to Gigi Hadid. Yes, angels design shoes too. She really knows how to do a statement shoe, designing the ‘Gigi’ boots for Stuart Weitzman last season. I get so many compliments when I wear these, making me so happy I invested in them. I’m obsessed!
It’s now 7am and I exit the hotel through the revolving doors, (very NYC), where I’m immediately met with the crisp, autumn air and the wind in my hair.
It’s a good thing I dressed for the weather.
Now, it’s time to explore.
Downtown vs. Uptown.
If you want to hit up the infamous Macy’s parade, then word on the street is if you haven’t got a spot by 7am, you ain’t going to see a thing! Everything’s bigger in America, so they take this thing very seriously. I’ve heard that some are out on the streets at 4am, others are paying upwards of $500 for a room with a view, and then there’s those who will pay $300 for brunch with a view. I don’t know which is the short straw here.
So we ditched that altogether and headed Downtown via the Subway to Brooklyn Bridge. Not a crowd in sight, so we could take in the view and get those all-important shots without being photo-bombed. Once we made it into Brooklyn, we headed for Dumbo and conveniently stumbled into a Starbucks for a little warmth. So that’s a pumpkin spiced latte coming right up! It was just two degrees outside.
From then on, the day just got away from us with AM quickly turning into PM as we admired the breathtaking views from Brooklyn Bridge Park. We finally made it Uptown just in time for that golden hour sun, giving the trees in Central Park that autumn glow. I leapt out a squeal (or two!) as we headed for Bow Bridge and I suddenly felt very Gossip Girl.
Who ate all the pies?
If you want to do Thanksgiving Dinner right, you need to get in there quick, booking about a month in advance to avoid any disappointment. We made the trek from East to West across Manhattan to Bubby’s in Tribeca, for our 3-course buffet style dinner. Boy, it was worth the wait. Whilst the ‘buttermilk biscuits’ sounded lovely on the menu, they only went and turned out to be scones with cream and jam. SCONES! Hell yeah, and that was only half the entrees. With plates of food continuing to flow out of the kitchen and onto our table, plus the flight mimosas, it was quickly turning into a feast like no other. As if that wasn’t enough, when it came to dessert we got to sample four of their pies. FOUR. We could only make it past the first two, so we got the others to-go, saving the best for last: maple pecan. 11pm: The night ends in the only way possible, with a food baby of course!
SHOP MY WARDROBE