you know you love me.

So tonight after turning down a kind invite to a place that some might see as a square cardboard package, myself, WhenInRomes and Mr. Keir decided to take ventures somewhere else. We ended up wandering through the late night filled streets of Nolita, till we came across our calling. 147 1/2 might seem like an odd address to most New Yorkers, but when you're there... you are Blair Waldorf and Serena Van Der Woodson. Where the bartenders are in undone bow ties and unbuttoned shirts, the ceilings are low, the hallway is a dark, long, walk and the pole in the back is filled with celebrity action. Hopefully, I'll be seeing you through this red door soon.


xo xo,
M