Easily 95 degrees
Monday night I got a call around 5:30pm from my friends at Conde Nast to shoot "what they're wearing" at the Philharmonic in Central Park. What I found was 100,000 people dripping in sweat. I walked through the crowd for an hour an a half searching for anyone wearing anything remotely "designer-like". Any other time of year this would be a piece of cake. With temps in the 90s, however, nearly everyone was in shorts and a t-shirt. But, I found some kind people who posed for me. Mission accomplished, I found my friends Michael and Neal who were having a picnic and who graciously shared their fresh vegetable platter, hummus, grapes, cold water and the most deadly cosmos I've ever had... Three of those and I could barely walk to the subway (I'm such a lightweight). I rolled in at midnight drunk, took a shower and went to bed. Great night.
Just as the music stopped, there was a nice 15 minute firework display at the south end of the park. A perfect ending.