From Lorenzo de Medici to Emily Harris (the little girl who passed through Turkish customs using her unicorn passport recently) everyone seems to be fascinated with unicorns. Although these days, it seems to be more little girls than virtual princes who still continue to cherish them... which is why when I decided to release my inner child on my birthday, I decided to go searching for unicorns in a medieval castle...the Cloisters in Fort Tryon Park. Ok, so I may have been forty years removed from seven and the Cloisters may have been a building built in the 1930's to resemble medieval European abbeys and not a real castle, but it was the ideal backdrop to my storybook kind of plan.
As soon as I walked through the heavy wooden door of the abbeylike structure, my heels echoing in the dark corridor, I could almost imagine myself in a highwaisted gown, my huge sleeves dragging on the stone floors, supporting a conical hennin with a veil on my head. I was ready to be mesmerized and the Cloisters did not dissappoint...
