Month: May 2014

Getting Back into Bed with New York

I’ve been treating New York like an ex-lover that I’m ashamed to still be sleeping with: continuing to use and abuse it, while complaining about it profusely to anyone who will listen. In the last 48 hours, though, I’ve had what you might call a come to Jesus moment (the Jesus in question being one who shops at Atelier and drinks eight cups of black coffee a day).