a small piece of wonderland, tucked away in the heart of soho.
I passed this tiny paradise on my way to my hotel earlier today, and immediately decided I needed to find it again, and attempt to capture the feeling I had encountered. it was so very quiet, which is quite difficult to achieve in new york. plus, there were strands of lightbulbs draped lazily under the arches, which added to the whimsical loveliness. if enchanted places exist, and I do believe that they exist, I think this may be one of them.
When someone makes me laugh
If it’s on a date:
If it’s my friend:
If it’s my best friend:
