Archive for August, 2008
Luxe Loitering
The lobbies of 5-star hotels are ideal locales for fulfilling many of my exigencies as a Manhattan flâneuse. On a practical level, they provide hyper-clean ‘public’ bathrooms with elegant Molton Brown soaps (when the line at Starbucks is daunting). The wireless internet access is especially helpful to me since I am no longer able to [...]
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New Yorkers have an obsession with cupcakes. From the over-sized candy-flavored ones at Crumbs, to the homespun buttercream-frosted ones at Magnolia Bakery, to the coconut-encrusted ones at Sugar Sweet Sunshine, to the gluten-free agave-nectar-infused ones at Babycakes, there seems to be a cupcake for every different Manhattan persona: the uptown gourmand, the decadent [...]
Share on FacebookPastis & Empty Promises
During a late-night dinner date at Pastis with my vivacious red-headed friend from prep school, we were enjoying our champagne cocktails and feeling particularly unwilling to pay for a third round. After re-locating to the bar, a pair of deranged thirty-something bankers eventually insisted upon buying two bottles of champagne for us and our two [...]
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During a jaunt away from Manhattan last week, I was on my way to pick up my father’s car at Pat’s Towing Services in Somerville, Massachusetts (I am notoriously negligent when it comes to vehicular matters), and I encountered the most delightful little graveyard of old radiators. I imagine that these “Radiator Gardens” exist all [...]
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Here is the previously mentioned MK&A t-shirt I designed. I look a bit like a deer in the head lights, but I am standing on one of the very exciting oversized white sculptures of Hello Kitty by Tom Sachs. They are currently installed in the courtyard in front of Lever House on Park Avenue. I [...]
Share on FacebookMaid’s Quarters in Manhattan
“Haley’s problem is that she’s addicted, she’s addicted to strangers!”
This quote is intended to be read aloud in a Dashiell-Hammett-esque tone. My twin sister, “Tuna,” recently had an epiphany about the primary problem I face by living in New York City. I moved there temporarily in June and am now staying indefinitely. I don’t have a [...]

