Frozen Apple

I just got back from a weekend in New York. Spring definitely has not sprung on the east coast as it has here in sunny California. (It was friggin snowing at some points!) What I did notice was that a majority of New York women look like they are equestrian specialists. I feel like 80% of the women cruising around Manhattan were sporting the skinny jeans tucked into knee-high boots look. Why did I even notice you ask? Because they were everywhere. It was unavoidable. Also we went to MOMA, where the fashionista quotient was through the roof.

It has been a couple of months since my last visit and another keen observation I made was that about half of the people in Greenwich Village speak English. The other half of the population speaks either French, Spanish, Italian or Portuguese. When Natalia and I went to brunch in the Meatpacking District last Saturday, I had to hit the ATM and made it a point listen to what language that passing pedestrians were speaking. Of the six or seven couples I passed, only one of them spoke English. I don't really have any thoughts about what this means, in fact I think its pretty cool, but I have to think that this neighborhood must have the most diverse set of hipsters on the planet.