I have many childhood memories of going to see the Christmas displays in New York’s department store windows. My mother would bring me, and sometimes my grandmother would join us. We might eat a little bag of roasted chestnuts while we gazed at the imaginative tableaux staged by Lord & Taylor, Macy’s, Bloomingdale’s, and all the rest.
More recently, I’ve enjoyed visiting the annual windows with a circle of female friends who share my love of such frivolities. Our favorites are the windows of Bergdorf Goodman on Fifth Avenue. I may not see any of these friends in person this December, but they are very much on my mind and in my heart nonetheless.
