Lena Dunham Instagram – This year I took my husband to see the windows at Bergdorf Goodman. His first time and he was giddy like a little kid. I’ve loved those windows since I was a child- the same way I loved the dioramas at the Natural History Museum, or lockets or snow globes. A discreet world, a moment in time, frozen and infinitely revisited. When I was 27 I was on the cover of Vogue. This didn’t seem like a natural place for me to land- I had never felt like a “cover girl” or really any kind of girl, more like an old lady. When one of my PR people said “the first of many!” I corrected her. “Probably this will only happen once- I realize I’ve struck a very specific moment. And someday I’ll be 99 and my cool young neighbor will come to my apartment to help me carry my laundry and I’ll offer her tea and show her the crinkled up Vogue cover that I keep in a plastic dust sleeve and she’ll be like ‘that’s you?’ And I’ll say ‘it was lifetimes ago.’” This was the last image Annie Liebowitz shot of me for Vogue (it was freezing and this @zacposen dress required several people to lower me in and out on a sort of wood plank!) They didn’t end up publishing it but it’s in Annie’s new book Wonderland. Watching her work was incredible- I noticed she held her camera at an angle I’d never seen before, slightly off. Like the Bergdorf windows at Christmas this image is a slice of time, a moment I can return to with some disbelief. Before so much. Standing in the window, seemingly oblivious to the passers by but really wondering “what are they thinking?” What are any of us thinking?