I always think back to my very first day in NYC and remember how big it felt. I remember walking thirty blocks by myself along 5th Avenue and stumbling upon the Flatiron Building and smiling like an idiot as I chatted with my sister on the phone about how I couldn’t believe where I was. I had forgotten my camera battery that day, but the images of that crisp autumn afternoon stand so strongly at the front of my memory. And now three years later, it’s become this somehow-present nostalgia. Now I know my way around, but the Flatiron still makes me smile like an idiot.
My New York clients have a special place in my heart, and here are Chris and Kat wandering around Central Park and the Upper West Side.