Naturally, fashion and New York City go together like bulimia and runway models, so shopping here is going to be a bit different than running down the Mall in Waddletown or whatever backwater bourgeoise berg you call home…sorry, got a little to Dennis Miller there. This the home of the fashion in the United States, if someone wore it on a red carpet it probably was designed by a flamboyantly gay man or emaciated woman right here in the Big Apple. So naturally, there are different standards as to what is fashionable…and I meet none of them by even the wildest peyote tripping balls imagination. We didn’t head for Bloomingdales or Saks, we started smaller, both literally and come to find out literally: H&M.

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