New York City really is my city of dreams. From the dusty streets of hipsterville Williamsburg to underground speakeasies in East Village; larger-than-life bagels in Greenwich to the feeling of sheer serenity in Central Park, NYC is a place to get lost on purpose. (Which is handy, cos I never got the hang of that metro thing).
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It's brought us the fashion fabulosity that is Sex and the City, cheesy grits (not so fashion, but still utterly fab) and my favourite all-stars - Mary-Kate and Ashley.
I'm not the only one to suffer from Olsen addiction. One girl has dedicated a whole site to perusing images of them - http://olsensanonymous.blogspot.com/. Whilst aesthetically very pleasing, depression does settle in around page 4. These chicks are to be handled in small steps.
The combination of the beach-hair-in-the-city, Bambi eyes and poverty-inspired style (despite a casual $100 million fortune) is a winner and they're translating their style genius into ranges of their own - The Row and Elizabeth and James.
I love their vintage/designer mash up and the fact the John Lennon sunnies get an occasional red carpet outing - which should make them look like idiots, but just adds to their quintessential 'homeless chic'. And watch out for the up-and-coming sibling as lil sis Elizabeth is set to fill their vintage Dior booties with finesse.
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