above: pink bubbly at Boom Boom Beauty Bar for the GlossBox event
Spring is in the air; you can feel it! I've been running around town, attending some lovely events. It snowed on Friday morning, and there's been a hint of a cold front, but I'm still hopeful about warmer weather so I can start wearing breezy sandals and skirts again.
On Thursday, I dropped by the "Brows, Bubbles and a Benefit" event at the Boom Boom Beauty Bar in the West Village, co-hosted by the girls behind the phenomenal beauty blog, The GlossBox. Melinda, the charming owner of the waxing boutique, did her best with my brows, which admittedly have been in terrible shape after a visit to a local cheapie threading salon. I'm definitely visiting Boom Boom again for some serious brow "retraining."
above: me and a friend after some brow taming avec pink bubbly
above: ladies at the GlossBox event
After enjoying our treatments and a round or two of pink bubbly, we headed to the Carmen Ho sample sale, which was packed with some ladies on a mission... a mission for some peep-toe spring shoes. Most of the shoes were too small for me-- and there was a slew of them in enviably bright colors in size 36. So I left empty-handed. Carmen's designs used to be stocked at high end stores like Bergdorf Goodman and she has since moved on to other design-related ventures.
above: shoes in buttery leather for a size 36 Cinderella. Believe me, I tried to jam my toes in a pair or two in vain!
Last night, I attended a performance of Verdi's Il Trovatore at the Metropolitan Opera House. I've always been a fan of opera, and the Mr. and I have been subscribers for the past two years. This year, however, we've been so busy with travel plans and other events that we have had to give away half our subscription tickets. I think we'll scale back to individual tickets for next year. Opera is such a melodramatic and antiquated medium if you think about it. The music is sung mostly in foreign languages and the story lines are so ridiculous. But the costumes and sets are rich, a sumptuous visual buffet for any aesthete.
above: the facade of the building, draped in a diaphonous advertisement for La Somnabula.
One of my favorite parts of attending opera is the people watching. Most people don't dress up for the opera anymore-- with the dressiest end of the spectrum being people in suits from the office or women in strapless dresses and their dates. There is apparently a diehard club of subscribers, those old-school black tie formal dress code adherents who show up in the Grand Tier wearing evening dress. It's a pleasure to see them in their element here. Once, a friend and I had passes to the Belmont Club, a private intermission lounge within the building reserved for certain patrons, and we chatted up some older ladies decked out in Hermes and Chanel, who told us that it was nice to see "young people" supporting the performing arts.
above: a view of the audience from our box seats; a pretty packed house!
above: a close-up shot of the chandeliers in the opera house, which are hoisted gloriously before each performance and dimming of the lights
All in all, a fantastic kickoff for the first weekend of Spring. Tonight-- it's off to the Film Forum for a screening of the Valentino documentary (finally)! I'll be sure to post a review about it soon.