bagels and coffee and magazines and such

Fret not. I am alive. And safe in New York. I arrived really late last night and despite my best efforts to post an outfit before I headed out for the day-long commute, I opted for a nap instead.

Right now I'm sitting in a bagel shop in Williamsburg, sipping some coffee, enjoying free wi-fi and reading up on some of the February 'zines. Lovin' it.

I also wanted to take this moment to thank all of you who offered help/places to stay while in the city. It seriously means so much to me that you guys would do that, basically open up your apartments and lives to me, without knowing whether or not I'm a psychopath, a klepto or a loud snorer. And for the record, I am not any of the aforementioned things, although the loud snorer label is up for debate.

That said, I do have to admit that posts will be very sporadic this week and I'm not quite sure when I'll be able to fit in an outfit as I'll be running around to interviews without a photographer (or tripod) in tow. I'll try my best, folks.

As for tonight, I'm meeting up with the lovely Christine of My Style Pill, who was so kind to host me for the next couple of nights! Drinks, dinner and maybe finally sleeping off this horrible jet lag. Ugh.

More coffee, please, bagel man.