“The weekend is literally just pushing a giant stroller,” jokes Eva Chen, head of fashion partnerships for Instagram. She lives downtown with husband Tom Bannister and their two children, Ren, 3, and Tao, 1. With her children’s book “Juno Valentine and the Magical Shoes” out Tuesday, Chen combines two of her biggest passions: style and the written word. “My idea of a crazy Friday night out with my best friends in high school was to go to the Union Square Barnes and Noble and read a stack of books and magazines,” says the lifelong New Yorker. Here, she walks The Post’s RACHELLE BERGSTEIN through a typical day off with her family.
I usually get up around 6:30 or 7 a.m. When the kids wake up is when I wake up. People are like, “Oh, what time do you set your alarm clock?” I’m like, “Ha!” The day I need an alarm clock again is like, hashtag goals.
We like to go to Washington Square Park, or sometimes the Bleecker Playground. The kids love that playground, and it’s so close to Magnolia Bakery, where I can get a banana bread pudding. It’s also across the street from the Butcher’s Daughter, where I usually get one of their overpriced turmeric lattes. But it’s good — I can pretend that it’s healthy and healing all my woes.
Sometimes, we stop at my parents’ for lunch. They’re on 10th and University, in the apartment I grew up in.
My son naps in the afternoon, and often my daughter and I will go on a mommy-daughter adventure. We love Books of Wonder, the amazing all-kids bookstore. The last book I bought there — this is embarrassing — was a YA book for myself called “Caraval.” It’s a mystery, kind of like “Moulin Rouge!” meets “The Night Circus. “
I’m waiting for the day — if it ever happens because I don’t want to force it — that my daughter is into manicures. I go to Rehoboth Spa Lounge. I do this thing, it’s my efficiency hack. I get a massage and my nails done at the same time.
We often order takeout. We’ll go to Bottle Rocket to buy wine. I love that store because they organize the wine by the type of food you’re eating. You say, I’m having fish for dinner, and they have a whole fish section.
These days, my tolerance is low. I literally have one glass of wine and it’s like: Mom’s gone wild! And by wild, I meant to say I’m sleepy and I go to bed.
By Rachelle Bergstein