I lived in New York City for a while and miss it like it’s a person. Although I grew up in the Pacific Northwest, I’m a New Yorker at heart. A stroll through Central Park, a visit to the MET, a show on Broadway. There is no other city like it in the world!
I believe that trying to deal with Donald Trump is like trying to play three-card monte in Central Park: it’s not going to work out.
New York is still the most glamorous city I’ve ever been to, but it’s starting to feel older. The sirens still wail; the paths in Central Park still pulsate with joggers. The Manhattan schist still trembles beneath your feet. But weirdly, it’s starting to feel, dare I say it, a bit quaint.
The first thing I organized around was the Central Park Five case for the young men who were accused. We talked about the unfair misrepresentation of these young teenagers in the media. I’ve been fighting back against Donald Trump for a long time.
My parents weren’t around much, but I assumed everybody’s family was the same. I didn’t know people had mummies and daddies who would give them milk and cookies after school. I just thought everybody lived on Central Park West and they had a nanny to take care of them.
I don’t seem to take vacations, but I must say, a jaunt into Central Park can be mighty transporting. My boy and I can spend hours in the Ramble scaling rocks and sword fighting with sticks. I often forget I’m in Manhattan when I’m in there.
I don’t force myself to exercise; I find going to gyms really boring. I find it easier to go for a fast walk or a jog in Central Park. I wear sensible shoes because my ballet dancing left me with a bunion on one foot after all the pointe exercises.
I like to walk around Central Park and take in the vibe, have a picnic if the weather is good, and people-watch.
If you circle above Central Park at night in a helicopter, you’re looking down at the most expensive real estate in the world. It’s the American Monopoly board.
If you circle above Central Park at night in a helicopter, you’re looking down at the most expensive real estate in the world. It’s the American Monopoly board.
Quiet is definitely not how I would describe New York, but if I go outside of the front door, I see the beautiful Central Park, so it’s a nice place to be. And I have a very quiet room, which helps!
Quiet is definitely not how I would describe New York, but if I go outside of the front door, I see the beautiful Central Park, so it’s a nice place to be. And I have a very quiet room, which helps!
On my first day in New York a guy asked me if I knew where Central Park was. When I told him I didn’t he said, ‘Do you mind if I mug you here?’.
I wish I loved to run, because I’d love to run through Central Park or on vacation on the beach, but I absolutely hate it.
The Central Park Zoo is a little gem in the middle of the city. Its penguin exhibit is terrific, and the seals are a permanent center of attraction for children.
Running in Central Park is my favorite thing to wake up and do. I have my own specific path that I have to run every single time. There’s a little bit of OCD involved, but I love it.
My sister gave my two-and-a-half year old this book called ‘And Tango Makes Three,’ about the gay penguin couple at the Central Park Zoo. They cared for an orphan egg ’til it hatched and then raised the baby penguin as their own. I cannot get through this book without copious amounts of tears and snot running down my face.
Another solid run through Central Park. Admittedly, six miles turns out to be a bad idea after a full day in heels!
If I could film, we’d film every episode of ‘Doctor Who’ in New York. I have an affinity with the city. It has some wonderful locations and it is devastatingly vast and huge. Central Park looks amazing on camera.
Back in the mid ’90s, I went to a film festival, and they were airing ‘Central Park West’ at the same time as this cute little romantic comedy movie called ‘French Exit,’ and I got to go from one theater where I was goofy, falling over myself, to this kind of evil vixen kind of character.
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