A Brief Digression From Fashion...
Once upon a time there was a girl who moved into a brand-spanking-new apartment in Williamsburg. There were exposed brick walls and 100-year-old original wood beams and industrial remnants from the masonry factory that once lived in the very same space. She lived a merry life with merry things and romanticized everything about her Brooklandia abode. That is, until one day, when she received a frantic phone-call from her neighbor, "The building is flooding! The building is flooding!" - all while she was stationed across the borough.
Fast forward: that girl was me, (obviously). When I finally rushed home and walked into my apartment, I found that it looked not unlike an NYC street after a short, but serious, downpour. My precious Chanel bag was soaked, the paint from my walls and ceiling were peeling back and ripping away from the walls, and raindrops literally streamed down through my roof. Thank god for a good insurance policy, (shout out to Mike at Travelers for making this otherwise headache-of-an-experience a relief). This past week I packed up the entirety (and trust me, I have a lot of things) of my apartment (an unfortunate necessity in trying to repair my floors) and moved myself across the East River and into a nice little hotel on the edge of Manhattan: The Standard.
A peak into my Standardized life, thus far... Yes, it's my own Eloise-meets-Kevin McCallister alternate reality all rolled into one.
The welcome "home" drinks - The Standard's "Penny Drop" (deliciousness in a tumbler), the makeshift wardrobe.
The in-room entertainment, the downstairs beer garden.
The neighbors! Jeffrey's NYC: A giant Louboutin 20th Birthday Cake, Prada's SS12 Flame Heels
Chanel's new summer polish colors in Attraction, Frisson, and Tentation. Plus, a Franca-as-Madonna's-doppleganger moment on the cover of Industrie.
Kate the Great!!!
Flowers from a bodega ($10 for 2 dozen) for my room and a gluten free crepe from Bar Suzette, located inside the neighborhood Chelsea Market.
Spring lurking around the corner...!
A couple things about The Standard: it's located in the most amazing below-14th (thank god) location, situated (literally) on top of The Highline, there are amazing views, and the service has been impeccable from the moment I arrived. For a small fee, I was even allowed to bring my cat with me, (though admittedly, this got a few stares upon check-in... But would you leave your cat in a kennel for 2+ weeks?)
I won't lie, now that the headache of hastily packing my life into boxes is a few days into the past, I'm quite enjoying the staycation. And the moral of the story? Get home insurance!! I can't imagine where I'd be in this process without it.