I somehow managed to bring the rain with me to Manhattan last week. As I arrived in New York and jumped out of my cab just off of 44th and 6th, I rushed into the place I would be calling home for the next 48 hours – The Algonquin Hotel. Now I must plead complete ignorance here with the hotel.…
So you’ve seen I’m in Dubai…but let me tell you all about where I am lucky enough to be staying… Does The Ritz mean anything to you? Yeah, I’m sure I actually don’t have to say much more now do I? While out here in Dubai with My Wardrobe, we’re sleeping (and blogging from our rooms) in style! The Ritz…
London Fashion Week out-of-towners, this one’s for you. Last weekend Fashion Foie Gras popped into the chicest and closest hotel to London Fashion Week’s tents at Somerset House. We stayed at the famous One Aldwych, which is literally a five minute walk to the tents of LFW. For those of you that attend fashion week you’ll know that closer is…
A handsome young man in uniform opened the door to my red Ferrari and out swung my tanned brown leg finished with the latest Louboutin stilettos. I had arrived at one of England’s most glamourous resorts, Rockliffe Hall. Ok, ok, only about 75 percent of that little story I just painted is true. My Ferrari was actually a bright red…
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