Thursday, July 19, 2012
London in New York (a visit to Jo Malone)
So I'll take London where I can get it, even if I "get" it in New York.
Today I took an impromptu jaunt into the city and landed in midtown just as the rain started to come down (London-y, no?).
I was hungry and decided to look for a little cafe en route from the car park (at the funky Hearst Building). As I was approaching the Avenue of the Americas, the raindrops parted and Pret a Manger appeared under a rainbow. (Not really, but please allow a little dramatic effect.)
I popped in, hoping against hope that *maybe* there might be a totally British section of the cooler that stocked a Coronation Chicken sandwich. Instead there was chicken, avocado, and balsamic vinagrette. I made do.
Then I high-tailed it over to Saks, in the mood for a bit of old-world department-store luxury. I used to visit Saks on my lunch hour when I worked in the city and have some fond memories of celebrity beauty encounters: Frederic Fekkai! Bobbi Brown!
One of my stops was at the Jo Malone counter. Ms. Malone, as readers will know, opened up her signature fragrance shop on Sloane Street, in (or off?) London's Sloane Square. (Does the street count as the square?) Anyhooo, I remember wheeling my first-born in her pram into Ms. Malone's Sloane Street shop some 13 years ago.
Rain, Pret, fragrance, lovely designer: some days London just calls out in the sweetest of tones: