I'm in love.  Yes, I'm in love with Bobby and Millie and even our sometimes smelly little dog, Noopsy, but I have a new love to add to the mix...New York City.  We recently visited as a prelude to a wedding I was commissioned to photograph in New Jersey, and I was instantly hooked.  I never thought in a million years that I would even find the city remotely likable.  All I'd ever heard was how dirty it was and how grumpy the people were and how everyone talked really fast and only wore black and how freakishly expensive everything was.  Well, after living in France for a summer and traveling abroad multiple times and being repeatedly pleasantly surprised, I should have known not to be so closed-minded.  Duh.

The ONLY truth about NYC that held was the fact that things are more costly.  The entire time we were there, I only saw TWO girls dressed in black from head to toe, and BELIEVE ME, I was lookin'.  People were SOOOO nice in NYC, and even more so than my other favorite city, San Francisco.  It was a little dirty, but I didn't see any rats or witness murders, and I could mostly understand everyone with whom I spoke.  So, rumors were dispelled!

As a TRUE extrovert, the city just radiated with energy and made me feel like I was a part of something.  It was addictive, and each morning, I awoke craving the social interaction more than ever.  I am pretty sure my tiny extrovert, Millie, felt the same way.  Bobby, who is HIGHlarious and often the life of the party, is actually a true introvert, and even he loved it.  There are just so many things to see and devour.  The history, architecture, food, smells, fabrics, accents, city life protocol, people all walking with PURPOSE...it is now a possible contender for my version of heaven.