Bryant Park overrun by angels
Either that or those pigeons are getting way out of hand!
I had an early fitting this morning for Chocolate Kisses (cool junior clothes you can buy cheap at Kohl’s and the like), and an hour to kill before my next one for Araks (cool, very expensive clothes you can get at Barney’s Coop), so I bought my Bi Bim Bap at Pergola’s on 39th street, and brought it to Bryant Park. I was just about finished with my miso soup when I looked up and saw I was surrounded by angels. Idiot students, was my first grumpy thought, but as my digestion contributed to a feeling of well-being, my curiosity and benevolence kicked in, and I got up and asked one of them what their story was.
“We’re promoting the Cirque de Soleil,” one very pretty angel told me, “and we also go around the city blessing nice people like you,” she added, while stroking my arm rather brazenly for an angel. Anyone sitting in Bryant Park between the hours of 11:30 and 12:30 will have seen their playful antics, done during their lunch break, all of them obviously aspiring, exhibitionist actors. There were cartwheels, waltzes, and raids on single seated park patrons that ended in a whirling hand-held ring-of-angels-around the rosie around the delighted, camera-wielding victim.
All in all they provided scenes that would’ve blown your mind if you’d fallen asleep on park bench and woken up to see, like the above (angels congregating, with the Grace Building for a backdrop), or this one:
