Like most of my fellow New Yorkers, I find Times Square to be an unbearable tourist wasteland, and can only stand extremely limited doses of the crowds and neon billboards (shoving, with elbows, on my hurried way elsewhere), but tonight you might find me braving the hordes of couples rushing to and from dinner and the Broadway shows, standing in the heart of midtown a few minutes before midnight, head tilted upwards, to catch Tracey Emin’s Valentine to New York City.
What can I say… I’m a romantic (sometimes) and we do crazy things for the city we love.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
