The last time I was in NY it just wasn't the same. I don't know if the novelty had worn off, or after not having lived there for 6 years, I have a different perspective. But the food at Babbo was disappointing and the new Saks shoe boutique didn't have my size in the Roger Vivier, burnt orange, patent flats. Maybe it was just too much champagne (I actually had the sparkling water because I had left my charges at the American Girl store), but with 10,000 pairs of shoes, crystal raindrops, and it's own zip code (10022-SHOE), it was just too much. So maybe I am ready for a change.
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I love San Francisco. I'd love to see it again.
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