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10 a.m. I nixed another subterranean subway adventure and took a cab because the Belstaff show was on the opposite side of town. My cabbie and I got to chatting, and he told me that he was retiring that very day after 40 years of driving a cab in NYC and that he was moving back to Italy to be with his wife and daughter. All those cop movies—where the veteran dies on his last day on the job—came to mind. “Please drive carefully,” I suggested. (After taking
WAY too many cabs this week, I’ve become all too familiar with the ads they play. Tommy Hilfiger, Juicy Couture were in regular rotation as was this rather fetching one from Calvin Klein.)
This Calvin Kelin ad was on regular rotation in most of the cabs I took this week.
11 a.m. Before the Belstaff show began, I chatted with my seatmate: Megs Mahoney Dusil, founder of
PurseBlog. Together we lamented the fact that our feet were wet and our hair was beyond “natural” (Sorry, Guido). We confessed that we were more than a little envious of the front-row set with their perfectly dry and stylish feet. Damn them and their drivers! (Belstaff’s signature black waxed-cotton jackets, skirts and trousers also induced rainy-weather-clothing envy.)
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