I'll Take Manhattan

Ahh. Good Ol' New York. I wish I could say it was nice to be back. But four days is never enough in a city you hold so dear.
I won't bore you with the shopping highlights--well, OK, just a few. Tomorrow I will share the amusing stories you've come to know, love and cringe at, of which there are many.

Just the facts for now:
Fabulous little silk Marc Jacobs dress on sale for $235 at Barneys, fits like a dream
Classic pair of black, kidskin, 2 inch Gucci pumps from Saks
Black Cashmere Shrug from Bendel's, which I hadn't been into for 10 years
Mucho jewelry repairs and refurbishments from Norman Landsberg: Priceless
And one en suite haircut by Oscar Blandi stylist Lauren Lavelle. Oscar Blandi and The Blandi Team
No more handbags; mom and I are boycotting the LUDICROUS prices to which these accessories have climbed and are sticking to the classics that litter our closets.

Seriously, it is not okay that a nice handbag now will cost you at least $1,200-$2,000, forgetting about Hermes entirely. Please. And the shoes are just as out of control now too. I am not paying $700 for the masochist Manolo to line his pockets. Enough is enough, ladies. This is why God created outlet malls.

And the meals, oh, Lordy. Babbo is truly divine Babbo Restaurant. You must go there. Beats Il Mulino, hand's down. And Gramercy Tavern, ooh la la Gramercy Tavern. Now I see what all the fuss is about. Truly exquisite, both of them. Not overrated at all, a rarity for a famous NYC restaurant.