The Tents is an awesome documentary about the growth of New York as a fashion capitol through the development of fashion week at its beginning in Bryant Park to its relocation into Lincoln Center.
You can watch the entire documentary on hulu.com.
For my 24-hour trip to New York, one conclusion is clear: I held on to a misconception. After my two previous experiences in New York (both coincidentally also 24 hours or less), I had previously compared NYC to the Buenos Aires of North America -chaotic, dirty, and overwhelming. Perhaps is was because I had only been to the tourist center or that I spent them chasing after my friends who had a definite plan of the day’s activities. Nonetheless, from the masses of people who passed me on the sidewalks, I had found Central Park to be the refuge for one to not be yelled at for stopping to tie a shoe or just admiring your surroundings.
This time, my friends and I had no plan but to eat brunch. We found a small French cafe in Soho, from which we ventured to an art gallery containing works of Picasso and Matisse. Cars still honked. People still crowded intersections. Despite it all, I enjoyed being able to see the sky without tilting my head to an unhealthy degree for my spine. At night, we went to a bar where a man just gave our table of 7 girls 2 boxes of his leftover pizza. Yum.
After a few drinks, I left the city catching Megabus at 1:15 am. As I watched the skyscrapers that before gave me a sense of claustrophobia pass in the skylight, I couldn’t help but think, “I’m sorry, New York. I love you, and I will be back soon -this time for an entire weekend.”