I’ve just come back from, probably, the best city in the world: New York City (http://www NULL.nycgo NULL.com/) – City of Hopes and Dreams. Okay, it’s also the city of York bars, Reece’s Peanut Butter Cups, Sephora, Zara and Top Shop. Let’s not forget Dean & Deluca, Shake Shack (http://www NULL.shakeshack NULL.com/), Macy’s (http://www NULL.macys NULL.com/) and Century 21. Hay-lo! Now, you’re talkin’ my language.
Foist things, foist. To cut a long story super short, we ate at the very best restaurants (http://www NULL.megurestaurants NULL.com/), we drank a whole lotta martinis, drank lotsa cawfee the next morning, we shopped (think Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman), and we saw a whole lotta ‘slebs (Mary Kate, Jon Stewart, Tommy Hilfiger and Daniel Craig, just to name a few) Now, take that story and put it on double fast forward, press repeat and add the track of a cash register ringing and me squealing in delight. Needless to say, it was one helluva c-c-crazy ride.
Whadsa madda wid me? What’s da ma-uh witchoo? Fuhgeddaboutit!
So, after my month long adventure in NYC, I’ve been trying to find my blo-jo (NO! You dirty little minx, it stands for blogging-mojo. Oh, no you dint.) Whadsa madda wid me? What’s da ma-uh witchoo? Fuhgeddaboutit! (Like my Noo Yawk tawk?). Don’t worry, boy, oh, boy, did I find ma’ blo-jo. I have so much to tell you about – it’s ridic! I hauled almost 50kgs of prodz to tell ya’ll ’bout.
I’ve only been back for a week and I’ve already tried some brill prodz, been to some fan-freakin-tastic launches, had my hair treated to a new prod on the market, and even dined at an amazing restaurant that I’m busting to share with y’all. Patience, my pretties, patience.
But, before I go any further, let me just tell you, I’ve missed you! No really, I have! Didja miss me? Didja? Didja? Didja? Okay, okay, I can hear you shushing me from here. I know you wanna see the evidence, huh? Behold, the PG version of the trip. MC
// Yes, I played tourist and went to Magnolia Bakery.
// Fresh outta the oven. Gimme, gimme!
// I ate every last bite. Nom, nom, nom!
// Toldja. City of Hopes and Dreams, I tell ya!
// Okay, City of Hopes, Dreams and friends.
// How cool is Anthropologie?
// We saw some ahhh-mazing art. Okay, this clearly wasn’t one.
// They’re obsessed with bacon. Wait, so am I!
// Kicking myself that I didn’t buy these!
// Every night looked like this.
// And this. As an aside, how hawt is she?
// A pawn shop that turns into a bar.
// Just like the movies! A secret door.
// And a sneak peak inside.
// Instead of MC, call me DM. Drunkey Monkey!
// We did the obligatory trip to Beacon’s Closet in Brooklyn.
// We caught up with Marc on Bleeker, of course.
// We enjoyed many a post-shopping-dinner.
// Okay, okay, perhaps even a drink too.
// This just made me smile!
// New Yorkers LOVE cheese. It’s everywhere.
// Church. I put lotsa money in the offering plate.
// Err, not really sure what to write here.
// Oh Em Gee. The perfect combo.
// Visual poetry.
// The highlight: an smoked apple bacon donut.
// Cheers, Big Ears!
// We never drank on an empty stomach. Derrr, Fred.
// They’re also obsessed with pasta. Hell, they’re obsessed with food.
// Eataly. Sigh.
// Fishs Eddy. The cutest crockery in NYC.
// God Bless America. ‘Nuff said.
// Friedmans, home of the salmon salad. Oh, yeah.
// Carving up a whole pig at a rum tasting. That guy on the right is the CEO of Gilt.
// I ended up getting my hair cut at Frederic Fekkai! Thoughts?
// One night we ended up at a hipster-book-reading in Soho.
// I got really sick, so what’s a gal to do? Order a hot toddy, that’s what!
// My super-sized bento. Hello, bootay!
// Kevin lives in NYC and knows all the hot spots.
// Kevin, letting loose a little.
// Okay, a lot. And often!
// Guilty. As. Charged.
// If you wanna tawk like a Noo Yawker, you gotta say moh, not more.
// Channeling Rhi Rhi here.
// Is this not THE coolest mailbox you’ve ever seen?
// We caught up with Marc more than once.
// Sparkling Missoni San Pellegrino at hot spot Sushi of Gari.
// You don’t wanna know the answer!
// My birthday at Tao. Boomshakalaka!
// Kevin gave me this polaroid camera to remember NYC. What a doll!
// The rest are NSFW. JOKING!
// Chocolate fondant with chocolate chopsticks for dessert.
// Hell to the Y-E-S!
// Come to Mama!
// Pumpkin pie will turn you into a pumpkin. True story.
// The best graff.
// I’m using the “free wi-fi excuse” for this pic.
// Lunch in Brooklyn, where all the cool cats live.
// Me, in the middle of a snowstorm.
// It wasn’t pretty. Needless to say, I didn’t wear heels. GASP!
// My new buzz word. Shotgun!
// This is why I love NYC.
// Okay, York bars might have something to do with it too!
// My favourite dish in NYC: Tuna Tartar. AMAZE!
// No fridge is complete without ice cream. Hay-lo!
// It wasn’t all glamour. I caught the subway, a lot.
// There was always free entertainment. WIN.
// I resisted novelty cushions. Lucky for you, SilverFox.
// We may or may not have visited Susan Sarandon’s table tennis joint at 1am.
// In case you can’t tell, I LOVE neon signs.
// And novelty beanies.
// Til next we meet NYC. I’ll be back. x
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