If I could visit Manhattan only once in my life, I would come in December. Walking through midtown at dusk, the gray big-city grittiness of daytime fades away, replaced by a neon-lit sense of glamor. The holidays amplify this fantasy. My favorite store windows are always those of Bergdorf Goodman. Each one is a perfect, intelligently-dreamed-up conceit, a balance of beauty, elegance, wit and humor. This year, one window's arctic landscape shows two regal polar bears and a woman who has chosen fashion over warmth. The bears' heads are made from beads and sequins. Their fur is....white rayon fringe! Yards and yards and yards of it. Genius! Sunday, December 6, 2009
Bergdorf's Polar Bear
If I could visit Manhattan only once in my life, I would come in December. Walking through midtown at dusk, the gray big-city grittiness of daytime fades away, replaced by a neon-lit sense of glamor. The holidays amplify this fantasy. My favorite store windows are always those of Bergdorf Goodman. Each one is a perfect, intelligently-dreamed-up conceit, a balance of beauty, elegance, wit and humor. This year, one window's arctic landscape shows two regal polar bears and a woman who has chosen fashion over warmth. The bears' heads are made from beads and sequins. Their fur is....white rayon fringe! Yards and yards and yards of it. Genius!