We'd been lucky to get a pretty nice day for our New York adventure. It was in the low 20C range, so I wore a denim skirt, the strappy sandals that I liked, and, well, that Daddy liked a lot too, and a Hello Kitty t-shirt. I'd been tempted to put my hair in pigtails just to drive him nuts, but a hairband worked just fine and was slightly less cruel. My hair had slowly darkened back to my usual brassy red, which made me happy.

After MOMA we walked up 5th Avenue towards Central Park, pausing for a moment to make rude gestures at Trump Tower. Everyone was doing...