Victoria
Tempest in a Shop: I Always Want To Speak to a Manager
It was a balmy fall afternoon on the Upper East Side, and there was a loose cannon in Citarella. read more »
Bye-Bye, Butt Floss: Bloomers Are Booming
Thongs away!It's time for King Thong to climb down off the Empire State and hightail it back to Holl read more »
Party-Girl Philosopher: Wisdom From the Mouth of a Babe
I saw Kirstie the other day, loping down the street over by Union Square. read more »
