Never stop Loving New York

Did you guess I was away? Glorious New York for a week.
A crazy 5 days actually which collided squarely with the UN conference where Obama, Sarkozy and contemporaries came to town along with raucous youths in matching shirts, fighting for their colourful causes.
It was fun to see flags being waved, secret service pacing not-so-covertly at every turn and excited crowds trying hopelessly to guess who might be sitting in one of the many black limousines gliding serenely by.

On another note, I think we should all play this game whenever we're striding purposefully across Grand Central. Its simple, You start off with a 100 points and they fall as you cut from North end to South, or East to West as the case may be.
10 points off each time you're forced to change direction mid-stride, take another 20 points if you have to stop to avoid a possible collision, 30 points if you actually bump into a person
{40 if you're not a tourist because really you should have gotten the hang of it by now}.
All clear? Lets go, and no slower than 50 paces per second.

I have more to share but for now rest is definitely on the radar.

Images ici et ici.

Happy writing!

Journalist and Writer Tom Wolfe's Manhatten pad is happily colourful and very uplifting.

The decorations reveal a cheeky sense of humour, its the kind of surroundings where every objet surely has an interesting story or a funny anecdote behind it!

Its tempting to linger over the art pieces, inspect the little messages and marvel at the curiosities in sight.

The room is all grown up yet young at heart, a fantastic surrounding to get those creative juices flowing!

From the amazing Selby

Lanvin loves Acne

All I can say is I heart the fun collaboration too...

Lanvin loves Acne

Kooky giggly Fun

PaperDoll via wallpaper mag

City Club Hideaway

Company Law is finally driving me crazy but I found the most sinfully exclusive place to unwind - New York's City Club Hotel.

"City Club Hotel, once a stately private political club, has been reborn as a small luxury hotel, epitomizing personal service, a central location, and the feeling on check-in that you've come home."

How welcoming that message sounds... though after you've seen the pictures you might agree that if my home looked even a smidgen like that I probably wouldn't leave, Ever!

Crossing my fingers that I'll be in New York in 3 weeks!

So accomodations have naturally been top of the to do list.

But no, this isn't close to being a viable option [USD 439 for the petite room, une nuit! For the inquiring minds who want to know].

Alors, en suite...

Preserving the masculine atmosphere in shades of delicious chocolate brown, designer Jeffrey Bilhuber did an exceptional job maintaining the warmth but keeping it fashionable and modern.

Bookshelves reach all the way to the impossibly high ceilings and the walls are cheekily adorned with framed vintage playbills and new york city maps.

A winding staircase delivers you neatly into a snug abode complete with a deep feather bed just begging to be rolled around in.

Still feeling jet-lagged? Run a hot bath then slip into luxurious Frette robes and dip into the minibar's Dean & DeLuca stash.

When you're feeling appropriately pampered and drowsy, snuggle deeper into your cocooned haven and order room service from Daniel Boulud's famed DB Bistro Moderne.

Ahh, its gonna be hard to float back down from Cloud Nine.