“So, how was the city?” my hairdresser asked.
I was telling her how my cousin who is also my goddaughter had graciously offered to take me on an impromptu adventure last Saturday evening to The Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan for The Costume Institute’s “In America: A Lexicon of Fashion,” which she, a fashionista by vocation and avocation, was longing to see.
How was the city? Something of a foreign country, but then, as Ric Burns’ “New York: A Documentary Film” (1999-2003) noted, it has always been a place that looked outward to the world rather than to the rest of the nation, particularly to Europe. That internationalism cost it dearly a year ago as the pandemic spread from European visitors throughout the city, where 34,000 people died and thousands more fled.
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