hell on the streets of new york

coming to the end of my first full day in NYC and am feeling sleepy now that the effects of jetlag have kicked in but also satisfied about todays purchases.

seeing as it was sunday, I thought i'd take the lovely A's advice (you know, Alison Goldfrapp's spokesperson and style extraorinaire) and mosey up to Hells Kitchen to check out the Flea Market. Ironically the bloody freezing winds (thank god for my fur) did have a goodside as they caused all of the freezing stallholders to mumble knocked-down prices from their nests (under rugs of blankets in their deckchairs battling the cold).

one stall that i particularly liked (believe the woman was called athena?) had a lovely rack of brown, black and white pieces all arranged according to the lovely array of textures; bearfur, silk, leather, tweed... it felt like I should have been in paris rather than a windy patch of wasteland in NY, even more so when I came across a lovely little christian dior jacket which proceded, along with the stallowner to whisper sweet nothings into my ear and urge me to try it on.

i succumbed.

and handed over my cash.

and i love it because it's caused me to enter a phase of wanting to dress in a more feminine/whimsicle way, wearing my hair down in waves and with plaits pinned back along the crown of my head and wearing extra pink blush. then a cute iekeline style embroidered handbag sealed the deal and i headed off to a little cafe around the corner (cupcake cafe at casa, 9th ave; between 39th and 40th) and sipped tea, wrote in my journal and tapped my feet to the motown and country tunes playing.

so back at the b+b later (i know, who knew NY has them..) i snapped the results, this time paired with jeans for a street friendly look and tryed to ignore those inevitable plug sockets, but, ahh, what can one do? they just gravitate towards all the nice walls.

ps. thanks for all the great tips on the must see places in NY by the way, so helpful!. With 13 days in my hands, I'll be able to see so much..