I’m in New York!

I’m tired and jet-lagged from the trip and I haven’t had time yet to get my camera out, so I thought I’d take advantage of the situation and show you a photo that Scott took of me* for his project with Burberry** right after I bought MY YANKEES HAT.

Yep. Not only have I become a monomaniac for manicures, am completely dependent on Starbucks*** and read the New York Post even though I don’t know anyone they’re talking about in it, but now I support a baseball team, even though I have no idea what a bat is for. What I’m trying to say is that I’m a total New York City Girl!

Okay, c’mon, enough with the silliness, Paris is waking up, so that means it’s time for me to get to bed!

PS: Scott thinks I’m iconoclast for wearing my hat like this. Like, what?

PPS: Nope, didn’t get to keep the Burberry trench.  Pffffff.

PPPS: Yiiippppppiiiii!  The Yankees are winning! I really have no idea what that means, but everybody seems happy, so it’s good, right?

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*A photo of me that I like! It’s a miracle! I hate all photos of myself, and the worst of it is that I have this HORRIBLE theory about people who hate photos of themselves. It’s that they think they’re a lot more attractive than they really are. Voilà. So I have this incredible admiration for people who are comfortable with their image. Now leave me to my self-proclaiming sublimitude.

** Scott will tell you about it more himself, but he shot a hundred trench coats for Burberry. The end product is awesome, you’ll see it soon…

*** No but seriously now, tell me, do they put something in their lattes so you go through withdrawal thinking I’m-going-to-have-a-breakdown-if-I-don’t-get-my-latte every time you pass within a mile of a Starbucks?

Translation : Tim Sullivan