NYC and Halloween. Like Peas and Carrots. Not for the ill-prepared or for the faint-of-heart, this is the night when mass amounts of New Yorkers get serious and take on the fantasy challenge. This year there were a lot of cowboys with sheep. Strange trend. For me, I was a Nurse. Who knew the nurse thing was such a trigger? "Nurse, Nurse my heart is breaking....can you help?" Amusing. But next year, the stilettos may have to be put on hold - I am wearing flats!
On the side of innocence, living in the
TriBeCa area around the holidays, especially Halloween is always a hoot, it's
Mayberry. Parents walking arm in arm with a small child in
costume and an Anne
Geddes infant in the $1,000 stroller. Don't forget the Golden
Retriever in tow. I find it amusing that children in this city trick or treat in retail
stores. Going to the dry cleaner for a
MaryJane? Hey, the
Irish pub on the corner is handing out Mars Fun Snacks, better hurry. In these parts you can sign up at the front desk of your building to let the neighborhood know that you are willing to accept trick or
treaters! Ha! I can't even imagine if growing up there was a gatekeeper of the list of Halloween celebrators. What happens to the
violators?
