I love the holidays for purely secular reasons. I embrace the music, crowds, decorations, food, gatherings—pretty much everything that is outwardly disparaged in New York City. I’m like one of those Lindt chocolate truffles—I have a soft center.
The the holiday windows at Bergdorf Goodman are a treat. They’re no joke. They’re designed by artisans who take their work seriously. Every year there’s a theme and this year it’s the arts. Some of these are the best displays I’ve ever seen. Here’s a couple examples. If you reading this in the city and you don’t make the effort to see these you’re missing out. These pics don’t do them justice. And go at nighttime.
This window represents music. Nice art deco frame. They all have that.
She’s surrounded by silver horns. Big ones. Little ones. Nice dress, too.
This is dance. She slowly rotates on that gear. She’s delicate. The gears are not. A nice juxtaposition.
I love how she’s lit and the angle of her head. It accentuates her long neck.
This is architecture. The best of the bunch. I stood in front for a long time. There’s a lot to absorb. The window is crammed with representations of NYC landmark skyscrapers.
In the upper right corner, out of the shot above, is a gargoyle perched on a pedestal.
He’s made by a paper sculpture.
This represents theater. The neon lights are sequenced making a slow reveal from bottom to top.
I like that her dress is translucent. You can see the lights between her legs.
The day after I visited these, The New York Times Style section posted a short video on the making of the architecture window. It’s pretty interesting stuff.
Not to be outdone, the porn store on 8th Avenue across the street from my office also decorated their window. It’s kind of a lazy affair. I wonder if “Santa Sack” is suppose to be a double entendre? Pretty poor, if it is.
I picked up my iPhone 6 on Saturday. It’s a miracle of form, function and design. I’m dizzy with happiness. Just like a maternity ward reveal.