Tripping the Light Fantastic: Schiaparelli, Prada and Kusama

I had nothing planned going into the weekend (highly unusual) but somehow managed to do, see and eat a whole lot (not so unusual).

We had a guest from Australia staying the weekend and a lot of Saturday was spent day-drinking, mostly outdoors at (on?) the Frying Pan.

On Sunday, I had a few hours to myself while the boys were at the baseball so I skipped up to the Upper East Side to catch the Met's annual Costume Institute exhibit - Schiaparelli and Prada: Impossible Conversations.

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Whilst the garments on display were beautiful, this was no Alexander McQueen-tortured-genius extravaganza. Nevertheless, I was very amused by the videos that formed an integral part of the exhibit, which were of simulated conversations between the two women (who never met in real life). What initially appeared to be the women talking to each other, on scrutiny revealed they were in fact talking AT each other. In a good way. Much like the conversations I have with my dearest girlfriends.

Then I walked the few blocks south to the Whitney for the Yayoi Kusama retrospective. As she is known for her obsession with polka dots (girl after my own heart, that one), it was unfortunately too much this:

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and not enough this:

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You win some, you lose some. Though I hear the Louis Vuitton window displays are paying the "right" kind of homage to Kusama so I might check that out soon.

Anyhoo, I then met up with the boys in the LES to experience the Mission Chinese buzz for ourselves (Verdict = overhyped. There are as good (or even better) Szechuan restaurants in the city. I find it totally unnecessary to wait hours for tasty but nevertheless unremarkable food).

I am a serial overorder-er (sorry!) at Chinese restaurants hence this new lace shift from H&M was perfecto: