At our place in the Brownstone
For a long time, I was a New York virgin (I was only 35 when I took my first bite of the Big Apple) but I have been there so often and for so long that I have become a reasonable New York snob.
Uptown and Broadway are fun for the typical New York experience but are really a joke for anyone who feels a bit at home in Manhattan. “I just can’t go between 35st and 55st Street,” a good friend of mine, a modeling agent with a pied-à-terre in Chelsea, always tells me.
A bit of a New Yorker actually finds ‘anything Manhattan’ a no-go. Just like Victoria’s Secret, by the way. I don’t care about that at all. I really enjoy being at Pastis and love having an omelet at Balthazar, no hordes of B’s & T’s that can change that. But okay, I do want a nice neighborhood.
Liesbeth is the Airbnb chef and director of One Fine Stay at our place. She searches all the houses for a good accommodation with five beds, at least three bedrooms, steaming wifi, and a smokers' balcony for the perfect Amayzine dependency. For this visit, her eye fell on Chelsea.
Within walking distance of Perry Street (the pilgrimage site where Carrie lived) and a block away from the house of Sarah Keller (Doutzen's agent) and Grace Coddington. The house had a little staircase (very Instagrammable), a deep garden (perfect for the two smokers whose names I won’t mention), a proper living room, and a kitchen where we typed and edited for a week with glowing power strips and smoking laptops. Oh you know, just take a look for yourself. I’ll show you around.
