When do I leave the Upper East Side? When I know Columbia University cuties (like our caffeine-addicted friend D) await me at the other end of the long journey West. I have priorities! Read more.
Sweat is rarely sexy, unless we’re talking about watching shirtless St. Judes boys work out. Come to work out . . . but stay for the show. Read more.
B brought one of her beaus here on New Year’s Eve—the romance didn’t last, but this restaurant's popularity does. I promise I won’t judge if you pig out on pasta. (I Will Always Love You) Read more.
Catch N before he sails into the sunset on his boat, The Charlotte. Or go with him—he’s been known to take impromptu trips (and even more impromptu guests) around the island. Read more.
Alternagirls like V cannot live on Doc Martens alone. Luckily, they can find all the ironic t-shirts and messenger bags they need right here. Read more.
See and be seen when you’re dining al fresco at this SoHo staple. Just don’t be surprised if your secret convo ends up on Page Six - or on gossipgirl.net. Read more.
Allow me to live the lie that gelato is better for you than ice cream, and I’ll reward you with the secret to ending a sticky NYC night in bliss. Read more.
Your hair will smell like onion rings when you leave, but it’s still the go-to spot for S and B to do business—like planning the Kiss on the Lips party. (Gossip Girl) Read more.