My kick-ass friend Ali and I celebrated the end of my MBA in New York City last weekend. It was a ton of fun and a ton of walking - 25 miles to be exact! We a saw all the main sites, most popular for us was all the HTMs - Hot, Tranny Messes. Holy shit does NYC have a lot of them, but to Ali's point what better place to be if you are a HTM. NYC is truly the city that never sleeps, the epicenter of noise and the place of where fashion is whatever you want it to be. Though must-have's right now are definitely scraves, ballet flats, skinny jeans, leggings... still!, a hot light jacket, safari dresses and horrible 90's heeled shoes. Obiviously we did some people watching. Oh and the men are goregous! Gay, but goregous. And anytime you want a picture with a bull's balls just visit Wall Street, an American attraction sadly, a giggle for all. Next time I do NYC, I am bringing a fat wad of cash and doing some major shopping... until next time. Oh by the way the TSA says "no snowglobes allowed, spread the word".
