Panerai Peeps…
David assumed the role of me last night.
Cultcha on Sunday before my first cup of coffee. 9am and the #1 train is actually running on the weekend. I am a member of the Whitney and this was […]
Snowmaggedon has been prophesied about for the past five days. Yesterday, Stella hit with abandon.
My Super Bowl challenge commenced Saturday at 4am. A championship was not on the line, but I had to rise up.
I feel confidant that most of my readership has been to New York City. Here’s a thought that literally assaulted me on my way home last night.
Day two in Paris, we walked 17 miles and visited just about every designer in Paris.