I love Park Avenue, yet I wrenched myself away to embrace my family in the mountains. In New York, I collaborated with Broadway producers, East Hampton moguls, and society ladies. In Vermont, I'm like Eloise pattering through the halls of a beautiful historic hotel where I'm happy to reside.
Maybe it's because the authors lived here, but dozens of classic books for kids are set in the center of New York. Crickets in their pages hang out, not in cornfields, but in Midtown. Mice don't run down country lanes: They sail boats in Central Park.
How did reading get to be such a faster-pussycat-hurry-up activity? We listen to favorite songs over and over without apology or distraction. They make us feel good, no explanation necessary. But with books, there's this myth that it takes a "long time".
My work keeps me in hotels more than my own home, so when I first got wind of The Eloise Suite at The Plaza Hotel I simply had to see how the legendary hotel turned a young girl's land of make-believe into reality.