... featuring New York, New York
Ooh, ooh... here's another one from the Feb 24th post...
Fantasize about living in New York or Blog? Blog about fantasizing about living in New York. After years of being assaulted with books, magazines, news items, sitcoms and soaps that extoll the virtues of being a New Yorker, I've decided that I want to try it out for a year, when I'm still young enough to absorb their ... er... culture. They're a fascinating species... with their moneyed, fashionable, promiscuous lifestyles.
They're super-rich, but they don't have their own car. They have gorgeous kitchenettes but they're always ordering take-out. Or eating pizza. They're always walking on crowded streets with a styrofoam coffee cup and a voiceover. They're members of swanky gyms that they never go to. They don't mind sitting on the grass in business suits. They've never lived on the ground floor. They're always cribbing about the lack of nice men/women, and have slept with a minimum of 50 people. They can run in 4 inch pointy heels. They pointedly ignore hobos and homeless people. They manage to find lovely apartments with dysfunctional neighbors. Their lives depend on the cabbies... or the subway.
Hmm... it's beginning to sound a lot like Bombay :-)
Madison Avenue... I will be there.
Fantasize about living in New York or Blog? Blog about fantasizing about living in New York. After years of being assaulted with books, magazines, news items, sitcoms and soaps that extoll the virtues of being a New Yorker, I've decided that I want to try it out for a year, when I'm still young enough to absorb their ... er... culture. They're a fascinating species... with their moneyed, fashionable, promiscuous lifestyles.
They're super-rich, but they don't have their own car. They have gorgeous kitchenettes but they're always ordering take-out. Or eating pizza. They're always walking on crowded streets with a styrofoam coffee cup and a voiceover. They're members of swanky gyms that they never go to. They don't mind sitting on the grass in business suits. They've never lived on the ground floor. They're always cribbing about the lack of nice men/women, and have slept with a minimum of 50 people. They can run in 4 inch pointy heels. They pointedly ignore hobos and homeless people. They manage to find lovely apartments with dysfunctional neighbors. Their lives depend on the cabbies... or the subway.
Hmm... it's beginning to sound a lot like Bombay :-)
Madison Avenue... I will be there.
posted by DeepBlueSea at 02:53
4 Comments:
ahh, the very identifiable sex and the city hangover:)
Lower Parel, Ganpatrao Kadam Marg, you'll soon be there?
:D
A combo of years of Friends, Sex & the City, Mad About You, a look into suburbia in Desperate Housewives...
Oh, and you've got a summers hangover ;)
Make that Parel, Senapati Bapat Marg.
My office complex is called Big Apple - a premonition maybe? :D :D
:) New York is not actually what it is made out to be , it's a hodgepodge of cultures ,it's a mixture of colours like a artist's painting ... you might end up liking it (my assumption from reading your previous posts).
got directed to your blog from KVP.
Hi Anonymous-leaver-of-comments...
I really do think I'll like the place. :)
KVP? Nice...
But for me, no city in the world could be as amazing as Hyderabad-Sec'bad.
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