New York for me is a city where I get to live my fondest fiction fantasies that rooted from television media. Gossip girl being first on that list followed by the iconic character of Carrie Bradshaw.
That’s where the Manolo Blahnik infatuation started, at-least for my generation.
Shoes paying an ode to Carrie Bradshaw on the streets of Greenwich Village where there character lives to this date.
Even though the actual house has been barred off from trespassing (too many tourists using the steps as a photo opp annoying the neighbours) I found myself adhering to the pull of stardom and didn’t hesitate to recreate the vision on someone else’s steps.
As I write this post, we enter the third consecutive day of ice storms here in Toronto. Thats okay though, spring is sooner than later. New York again, will be sooner than later.
Goodbye my loves,