These are the windows at Henri Bendel’s. Aren’t they wonderful? This is looking up. Those ballerinas were suspended from the ceiling. Just glorious.
After the concert, my brother, his wife and I walked around a little before going out to dinner. 5th Avenue was just insane. It was so jam packed with people we had to shamble slowly, like zombies. I’m not going near there again until after the holidays. Unless I decide to go into the pickpocket business. Or I get hungry for brains.