Some of my best friends here in New York have pasts I have a hard time reconciling with the people I'm close to now. But I wouldn't change them - or their pasts - for anything in the world. Their experiences are what made them the people they are today.

Still teenagers, Harry and Peter Brant II have never disappointed when I've seen them out and about in New York, Paris, and Venice (Which is where all schoolkids go on field trips, right?) They're not afraid of wearing brooches, capes, embroidery, and even a dab-bing of makeup.

If it's December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?

Love New York Presbyterian. I will do anything for them.

Today, it takes almost exactly the same amount of time to travel by train between Albany and New York City as it did in the 1950s,

New York grabbed me too hard, as did adulthood.