New York isn't a place to relax, it's way too fast for that, it's the place where you go on retail therapy. The place where you let you sorrows get drowned by the swipe of your shiny black card and the new shoes and bags you get to take home with you. Your new babies. That's what New York is to me, a place to live out my luxurious fantasies starting with Madison Square and Fifth Avenue.
In the words of Carrie Bradshaw, I like my money right where I can see it... hanging in my closet. Where do you like yours?