We could only take photos on the first floor.
The museum was great and they did have one Chagall and a whole bunch of Kandinskys. I love Kandinsky.
After the museum, Mooey wanted to check out this candy store. It's owned by Ralph Lauren's daughter.
I snagged this picture of Bloomingdale's while I was waiting.
We jumped in a cab and headed to Times Square. There I saw the M & M Megastore. OMG, I almost fainted with joy! I love all things M & M's.
This store was amazing. Three stories high! Check out all the different colors you could buy!
The store was very crowded but we managed to see everything. I bought several things but didn't go nuts.
Times Square.
The show were going to see started in about an hour so we dropped into Ray's Pizza for a slice. It was heavenly.
We had two short blocks to the show. There was already a line when we got there.
The show was brilliant. I cried about 7 times. I bought the soundtrack. OMG, I'm such a fig.
We got a cab back to the apartment. We needed to drop off our bags before dinner. Oh, and eat a cupcake.
Mooey and I split the cupcake from Dylan's Candy Bar. We had milk and everything. Too bad that didn't make up for a shitty dry cupcake.
Here's my awesome purchase from the M & M store. How fucking awesome is she?
We had dinner reservations with Mooey's parents and little brother here at 6:30. It was raining so we cabbed it.
I ordered the Alambre de Camarones which consisted of grilled shrimp marinated in a garlic vinaigrette with onions, tomatoes, serrano peppers and roasted tomato-jalapeno pepper sauce. It was so good I almost cried.
After 4 margaritas, we started walking back towards the apartment. I snapped this picture of the Christmas tree at Lincoln Center.
We hadn't had enough so we decided to go to the P & G Cafe for more drinks. About a block from the bar, the bottom fell out and we got soaked. Nothing a little Yuengling couldn't cure.
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy.
After Mooey snapped this jewel, I thought they were going to ask us to leave. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. God we're obbie.
Oh, not obbie enough? Let's shoot Jack Daniels!
It was over after that. We stumbled the remaining three blocks home. I'm pretty sure Mooey ran into me a dozen times.
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