I came to New York essentially a tourist, my nose plasterd to a window of the (newly opened) Gansevoort hotel looking desperately at the rooftop of the Soho House for a celeb siting (no luck). On a hot summer day in August of 2004, I moved into 35 5th Avenue, likely the nicest ...
I used the last of my perfume, and often take off the lid just to smell it again. I started dating my friends. I buy them flowers, surprise them at work, cook dinners – set the table, play the music, make the mix tape-ish playlists. We get dolled up, we go out on the town....