Whip Your Hair
Most Manhattanites don’t have a car. We use trains, cabs, buses, and boats to get around. Still working on our NY apartment – we took two trains and a water taxi to get to Ikea in Brooklyn. Though the ride on the water taxi was charming – Ikea was not. Not just that it was chaotic due to screaming children and louder parents trying to discipline them, the selection was poor and the service was more than poor. Ikea should definitely consider serving wine with their gravlax in the cafeteria – it would make things a little less painful.
Heading back with a handful of plastic bins to use for toiletries under the bathroom sinks and an undamaged wallet, I wickedly whipped my hair on the boat dressed in a James Perse tank dress, Marc Jacobs linen jacket – Chanel cross-body messenger bag and sunglasses. Then headed for further discount shopping up in the Bronx – The ABC Home warehouse sale. This did put a bit of a dent in the wallet – after purchasing a few pillows and a dining table.











From now on 1st of Sep is the official “Whip your Hair” day …….. everybody is encouraged to practice at free will anytime of the year ……. such practices, if in public places, must be done with grace and style of the master!