Skiing Up Madison

Camille and I are in front of the Scandinavian Ski Shop on East 55th Street. No, we’re not hitting the slopes, we’re just trying to keep warm in our ensuing travels.

This was Camille’s idea by the way. Mine was just to stay home.

“How did I know they went outta business?” she said, pacing like a panther who expected lunch.

“You could of called,” I said, freezing despite five layers. “Wish I knew a mountain climber to consult. How do they stay warm?”

“They drink.”

And when I think Monday was 35 degrees as opposed to the present 12, it’s like hiding in a dream. Frostbite comes to mind, even in my Uggs normally like little heaters.

“Camille, why are we standing here, let’s grab a cab.”

“Aren’t they suppose to send out announcements when they close?”

“Like you expect them to care when it’s all over? Come on, when business goes south if you’re smart, so do you.”

“But I wanted one of those black parkas they sell, with the fur collar.”

“Fur collar…you’re joking I hope.”

“Look at my face that’s having trouble moving…no I’m not kidding.”

“We don’t wear fur, remember?”

“When it’s this cold we do…besides, I didn’t shoot the collar.”

“Can we please go?”

We then went to Uniglo to see what they had in the parka department. I’m happy to say, nothing furry was attached to their assortment in revolting pastels. Even though lime green with hot pink sleeves was a little loud for Camille, she bought it anyway.

“You look like a big gumball Camille…are you sure you’re gonna wear it?”

“Yes…it’s not quite as chic as what I intended to buy but it will have to do. I need to be able to stroll around. I’m getting cabin fever sitting in my apartment.”

“You’re going to get typhoid fever toolin around in that.”

“I can’t think of fashion at a time like this.”

Wow, she really was cold.

Off we went to the St. Regis since it was right across the street, and though I said, let’s have tea, we both opted for brandy instead. Camille, who decided to wear her new purchase out, was simply glowing in the middle of the King Cole Bar. Even across her chair it made an impression. I give it till she gets home. I know her…there’s no way, freezing or not, she’s parading around looking like a canary, especially when the bartender asked if she bought it at Sears.

After a brandy and a half, our budgetary limit, Camille put her old shearling back on before dragging me back to Uniglo to get her money back.

I did refrain from saying, I told you so, but it killed me.



About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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20 Responses to Skiing Up Madison

  1. micklively says:

    I can barely type for laughing: what are you two like?
    I’ve sorted the conversion: I think 12 is about minus 11 in proper temperatures. 😉


    • This cold Mick is compromising me more than I can say. I just came in miserable from my morning forage for coffee. Had so many clothes on yet it was still challenging. I wish I were a bird…I’d so be in flight….and it cheers me to make you laugh.


  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    I have to agree, I will gladly suffer for fashion. You’ll always run into an old flame or rival if you shlump out for even a minute. Is that vanity? Well, I guess so. Color me guilty.


    • It’s no easy feat being warm and chic at the same time, but we must press on Skinny, just the same. And you’re right, when you’re looking like a bargain bin that’s when your ex and his new girlfriend go by.


  3. jimmie chew says:

    fashion before function 🙂


  4. edwardcres says:

    I concur, ladies. Foppery (and the double X chromosome equivalent) are lifetime commitments.


  5. I’m shocked that such color combinations are available for purchase so far from Broadway. Seriously, I thought it was mandatory for local New Yorkers to wear black. It appears I have learned something new today, including that even Camille has moments of weakness.


  6. katecrimmins says:

    Argh! The cold must have been affecting her brain cells!


  7. stay warm! that parka sounds…. interesting! Stay in and stay dry… Of course, I was so excited for freezing rain, sleet and a trace of snow that hubby and I kept going outside on the porch to watch… we finally gave up around 2 a.m. and went to bed!


    • I had just gone to my computer to write to you because you’ve gone quiet these last few days, and here you are. Isn’t it funny when that happens…hope the weather only serves as entertainment, nothing more serious.


  8. Patricia says:

    It is good that you got out. Not healthy to stay inside all the time…this said by a woman who hasn’t been outside for two days. But then I am now a Yankee disguised as a Southerner.and my blood is considerably thinner than it once was.


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