For the past 20 years, I have gone to Opening Night at the Metropolitan Opera with my mom, Joanne.

It’s a great excuse to break out her vintage Chanel (well, more so than the everyday), and have some cultural Mother-and-daughter bonding. It doesn’t hurt that the Opera House is only a few steps away from my apartment, though!

She’s always ends up being the popular one at these glamorous events, so sometimes I have to wonder if she’s my plus one or if I’m her’s…






Photo courtesy of The NY Times