New York + Greenwich Hotel = H.E.A.V.E.N on earth

Our road trip to New York has started.

We hit the road with bells on. Whatever that means.

If it means that we crossed the Canadian border into the United States and no alarm bells went off at security…well then… we hit the road with bells on.

Already, things are different about this road trip.

I didn’t get hauled into the customs office and strip searched.  {{ Drats }}

Our flight from Toronto to NYC is  a hop skip and a jump.  The hardest part is keeping a straight face with airport security when they ask their stupid-butt questions.  Stupid is as stupid does.  Whoever made the rules for airport security, surely couldn’t punch their way out of a paper bag.

Airport personnel :  Did you pack your own suitcase ?

Me :  Wtf?!   I WISH someone packed my suitcase. Then they could have sat on it with all their might to jam it shut zip it.  Then, they could have jumped up and down on it with a vengeance to practice what baggage handling will do to it.

What does airport personnel do when someone says YES to that question?

Me :  Yeah. That’s right. I somehow bribed a complete stranger to pack my suitcase.  I had them do my laundry too.  And wash my windows.  It was great. I learned how to fold my underwear in new ways that I didn’t even dream possible.  Very impressive.  My life will never be the same.

Airport Personnel : Did anyone ask you to carry anything for them in your luggage?

Me :  YES, a  total stranger asked me to carry some cocaine across the border. You don’t mind do you?  They seemed very nice.  Is that a problem?  Oh, and by the way…I took a hit of acid with my Grandma before she dropped me off.

Who the heck ever answers YES to those questions?  Only people who were dropped on their head as a baby.

Dear airport security : Everyone has figured out that they shouldn’t stash a knife in a shoe.  Or spike their water with explosives.

Airport security have something in their mouth.  BULLSHIT.

It is wrong when an old lady catches hell for carrying her knitting needles.  What is she going to do? Knit her way off the plane?  If she could actually hurt someone with those knitting needles, well they deserved it.  They just got beat up by an 80 year old.  Hello.

It is times like THAT, when I want to teleport myself to a luxury hotel.

Like the Greenwich Hotel in TriBeCa, NY.

I luvvvsss me some GREENWICH.  I luvvvvsss me some New York.  DELISH.

I especially love the shit that New Yorkers say :

My dirty little secret : I’m having a love affair.

With New York. And The Greenwich Hotel .

Last year, my gal pal Norma from My Beautiful Paris somehow bribed me into a trip to NYC for her 40th birthday paaaarty.   She twisted my rubber arm.  Where did she drag my butt to? The GREENWICH HOTEL.  If I was a lesbian, I would have full frontal smooched her for that one. It was love at first sight.  For the hotel.  Not her.  Don’t get any ideas.  I adore Norma, but really…she would throw up in her mouth if I kissed her.  Me too.

My mind was writing the cheque for a kiss that my lips weren’t cashing.

Click on photo for a direct link to the Greenwich

It is all Norma’s fault.  I now want to bite the New York city apple EVERY YEAR.  It has become my bad habit.  Well at least my banker thinks so.  I might need to take out a second mortgage to pay for it.  {{ If it weren’t for my panty drawer stash. }}

Shhhhh.

This hotel is worth raiding the panty drawer stash of cash.  I promise.  If you don’t have a stash..get working on it.  Every woman should have a stash.  For rainy days.  And splurges.

 

I dig deep into my panty drawer stash of cash.  I clear out all the coin jars.  I raid all my coat pockets.  I sell our kittens.  I sell our first born child.  JOKES.  About the kittens.

Shut the front door.  This hotel is worth it.  Every last coin jar penny…worth it.

Greenwich Hotel in TriBeCa

P.whoooop whooooop S.

This is not your average hotel.  Robert De Niro owns this hotel. How’s that for a slice of awesome?  Oh my Gawd. Oh my. Oh my. Oh my.  I saw him a few times when we stayed at the Greenwich last December. THREE times to be exactamundo …. I had to pretend that I was NORMAL three freaking times!   The inside of my body was doing the body slam freak out-boogie woogie dance of stupidity.  Thank goodness only I could see the dance inside of me.

The Greenwich is an interior designers dream.  It has 88 rooms and all of them are furnished differently.  How’s that for thinking outside the box?  Amazeballs. Awesome.

What can you find there? (aside from the star studded guests). NOTE:  There is so much fame walking around this hotel it is like a star-gasm.  Every where you look.  A star.  An A-lister. A whatever-lister.  They are there and it is super relaxed and so beyond words of epic-ness ~ I am speechless. Uhm, and doing an internal boogie woogie.

NEW YORK + Greenwich Hotel = H.E.A.V.E.N on earth

Click on photo to go to Hotel gallery of amazeballs-ness.

What’s there?

  • Moroccan tile
  • English leather settees
  • Tibetan silk rugs
  • Swedish beds
  • AND sheets that feel DIVINE
  • A free mini bar of bliss
  • A free candy stash that would blow the mind of any respecting adult with a 12 year old inner child.

 

Just so we are all on the up and up about the Greenwich  ~  you should know that they fill a basket FULL of old fashioned candy. Every~single~day.

The dream life. You should try it. Even if only ONCE.

Even if you stuff the entire bowl of candy contents in your purse for your afternoon city stroll.  I would never do that.  I totally did that.  They fill that puppy back up to the brim.  I thought I was going to lose my mind with candy euphoria.

I stayed in the hotel room for hours smoking my popeye cigarettes and making sour faces with sour peaches.  The sugar high was de bomb dot com.

Don’t give a crap about candy?  It won’t matter.  Once you walk in the doors of this hotel, you will NEVER want to leave. It feels like HOME SWEET star-gasm HOME.

What happened last Christmas at the Greenwich ?

Tom, Katie and Suri Cruise.  That’s what happened.   And a few billion other stars walked through the doors too.  You could have knocked me over with a feather.  My chin that hit the ground was the only thing holding me up.

We witnessed the Cruise family Christmas together in the Greenwich lounge—- opening presents under the Christmas tree with grandparents to boot.  Uhhhm. Yes. I am holding my breath.  We sat in the same lounge with the entire Cruise clan and PRETENDED that we didn’t give a shit.  That is like having an elephant sitting on your dining room table and no one mentions that the table is a bit warped.  Or that the elephant just inhaled your martini with his loopy trunk.

I was gobsmacked and starry eyed for days.

It didn’t end there.  For 2 days…stardom floated in and out of those doors like fairy dust on a 12 year old brain.  It was definitely a star-gasm.

Robert De Niro, Harvey Keitel, Mary Kate Olson ( I think…I can never tell those two sista’s apart) AND Robert Downey Jr…. Be still, my beating heart.

My heart doesn’t just beat it pops up and down like a mouth full of exploding pop rocks.

OK, the truth is…I was actually popping.  The pop rocks that I had stashed in my purse were popping like fireworks in my mouth.  I had stuffed my mouth FULL of pop rocks to control the possible verbal diarrhea that would surely come rolling out of my mouth at any inappropriate moment.  Crackle. Pop. Crack. Pop. Pop. OMG. Stop. POPPING.

I bet if the Greenwich hotel reads this blog post they will hide all the candy before I arrive.  They may want to hide all the red wine too.  They will want to check my purse at check out. Like I am ever going to leave.   And weigh me.  This isn’t going to be pretty.

 

My NEW YORK CITY  *make my heart skip a beat* GOAL for this week :

Meet Robert De Niro.

My fear :

I will poop my pants.

I would need to do a calm down technique before I would even think about uttering a single word to Robert De Niro.

 

One Mississippi.  Two Mississippi. Three Mississippi.

BREATHE.

 

One Mississippi.  Two mississippi.  Three Mississippi.

SPEAK.

 

 

Dear Robert,

Do you like how we are on a first name basis already? LOL. If we don’t meet, these flowers are for you.  I think you are a b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l. soul.

For those of you who are regular readers of my blog, you may remember this blog post about wanting to meet Tony Robbins.  It happened. I met him.

Thankfully, I didn’t crap my pants like I had anticipated.  However, you should know that I was about to walk across a 1200-2000 degree FIRE, so my mind may have been somewhere else in that particular moment.

Like, maybe my mind was thinking of —-> SURVIVAL.

I like my feet.  I wanted to keep them.

My experience from meeting Tony Robbins :

Hugging Tony Robbins is like hugging a brick shit house of rock hard awesomeness. This guy has a heart of gold.  He is 6’7” of mountainous strength with a chest that is bigger than my house.  I am certain you could do push ups on his chest, it is THAT hard. Wait.  Push ups on his chest?!  That came out all wrong.  Not really.

Note to self: Someone needs to edit her outside voice when she is writing in her blog posts.  Not mentioning names.  Not pointing fingers.  But her name starts with an L and rhymes with crazy lady pin.

I can only dream that my experience with Robert De Niro would be the same.  Except I promise not to do push ups on his chest.  A glass of wine with him would be enough to make my life COMPLETE.

Be careful what you wish for.  Your dream just may come true.

Do you still need some NEW YORK State of Mind inspiration ?!

Here you go.

Cause I love you like that.

In NEW YORK….

Where dreams are made of.

There’s nothing you can’t do.

The streets will make you feel brand new.

The lights will inspire you.

 

Lynne

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  1. Robert Downey Jr???? Really, I do not know how you controlled your self!!! even if my mouth was packed with pop rocks I think i might have gone off like fire works, pop rocks every where. I adore New York, have only been once… to stay in such luxury and to actually see celebs, drool!!!!

    PS I can’t really do a complete push up, I’d just have to lay there on top of RDJ and Mr De Niro, sputtering pop rocks and crying. xo

  2. Mark says:

    Ha! I hear you on the security questions! My favorite was one they used to ask in the UK – “Is there anything in your baggage that could be used as a weapon?” I always wanted to ask – “How creative do you want me to be?” I somehow figured that was not the right answer, though, but I thought it every time. LOL

    Been awhile since I’ve been to NYC but that hotel looks awesome! Probably wayyyy out of my price range but love the character! I’ll dream about staying there some day! =D

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  5. Cruise family? Robert DeNiro? Robert Downey? I am dying to meet a celebrity! I never meet celebrities! I am Starting my cash stash. Going to look under the couch pillows now….

  6. Tracie says:

    It’s just all too much, Lynne. I don’t even know what to comment on. I am soooo jealous!!! Oh, that tub…..and that bed……and everything about everything you posted. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. That’s it, I’m starting a NYC stash, baby!! And no, I’m not referring to my upper lip, that’s a horse of a different colour I’m afraid………I hope with all my heart that you have a sublime meeting with your Robert De Niro, and I will be just as envious as when you met Tony Robbins, another sigh…….I’m going to save my pennies (I would rather make art out of them, but I’m a poor ass) and go to NYC and hope to run into you there because you definitely make the most of whatever you do. So happy you are enjoying life. : )

  7. yvonne bratkin says:

    lol thx for taking me for a trip to new york that was great and funny and lol amazeballs!!!!!! hope u meet Robert De Niro..give him a big kiss on the cheek for me too!!!! have a great time guys

  8. Pamela says:

    Wonderful post. I would love to stay in that Hotel too. Oh my, when you meet Robert De Niro, please share it on-line too! I wonder what you will say to Robert?

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      Hey Pamela,
      It really is my favourite hotel on earth. You would LOVE LOVE LOVE it. I haven’t met Mr. De Niro on this trip yet, but I’m crossing my fingers, toes and everything in between. :)

  9. Linda says:

    Have fun!!! You deserve it

  10. Kelly says:

    Oooh, Lynne! You weer in my neck of the woods! Grew up in New York and Jersey! Don’t you just love it. I try to make it home at least once a year. So glad you had fun!

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      You lucky freaking ducky Kelly. This city just gets in your heart, doesn’t it? I could live here in a second. Beeeauuutiful. xx

  11. Dionne says:

    I forgot how freakin funny you are… its been a while since ive read or written any Blog posts.
    Have fun, which I somehow know you will ;)

    Dionne

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      Hey Guuuurl !
      Have you been crazy busy with work stuff? Blogging takes a ton of work. It makes me wish I was TWO PEOPLE :)
      Big smiles at you my friend. xx

  12. Dawna Jones says:

    Wow I never knew about this place or all your dirty little secrets! I was in NYC in Oct and I have to say it really is my favorite place on earth I could never tire of going there.Have fun Lynne god knows if there is anyone who deserves it it’s you!
    P.S. say hi to Robert for me!
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    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      Hi Dawna
      The cat’s outta the bag. My dirty secrets are out :) You were here in Oct?!! What are your fave places? I plan on doing this every year. It is DIVINE! Big hugs xx

  13. Danica says:

    I love NYC!!!! One time I made Branko walk from Central park all the way to SoHo! He wanted to kill me, it was hot, and I had to stop and shop along the way :)

    I also love candy and Branko hates candy…you know what that means…if we ever stay at this hotel I get all of the candy to myself!!!

    Have an amazing trip!

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      Danica,
      Tell Branko he has had great ‘husband training’ LOL. He shops with you AND he doesn’t eat your candy?! I think I love him. :)

  14. Kevin says:

    I envy you! Must be nice to live in such luxury! I love New York… and Greenwich Village… I normally stay in more modest accomodations… Upper West Side… Hotel Belleclaire has been my favorite… I wish you all the luck in meeting Mr. de Niro ! And I am glad you were joking about the kitties !!! have a great time !!!

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      LOL Kevin,
      I normally stay in much more modest accommodations too :) …..except for Greenwich ONCE a year. My splurge. I encourage splurges. I think you need to start a $$ stash too…you won’t believe how fun it is. Sack the money away (with the kittens) that is a safe place. No one finds the money…they are too busy admiring the fluffy kitties. xx

  15. Janet says:

    Have a great time crazy lady – oh – I mean “Lynne”.
    Safety tip – if you are going to be on a first name (ie. stalker) basis with De Niro, I’m pretty sure you have to call him “Bobby”.
    Xoxo

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      Good point Janet,
      Thanks for the hot tip. I will try to remember…breathe….speak…Bobby…breathe…speak…Bobby xx

  16. Suzanne says:

    Oh what fun and beeeautiful hotel! Welcome to NYC, my hood!! Have a wonderful time and Happy b-day to your friend Norma!!

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      You are the luckiest person on earth Suzanne. Pugs AND NYC…can you get better than that? Sounds like bliss to me :) xx

  17. Kerry says:

    Oh Lynne… You always make me laugh! Love the video of ‘shit newyorkers say”! ha! I’ve never been to New Yaaawk….but one day, one day I will! and one day I will do push-ups on Ryan Goslings chest…
    Enjoy!

    • Lynne Knowlton says:

      hahahahaa Kerry !
      You would LUUUuuurve New Yaaawk. I didn’t see Ryan Gosling but I saw Ryan Reynolds last night. I wanted to do push ups on his chest. How do you spell hawt Canadian?!! R.Y.A.N. R.E.Y.N.O.L.D.S
      Big love to you …the worlds BEST dance teacher with the most epic mojo evvvha. xx

  18. Rose Dostal says:

    How dare they not strip search you!

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