I've wanted to write the following piece for quite a long a time. In my travels renting apartments, I started to notice that more often than not, women had issues with the financial end of renting a place, or were piggy backing on more successful boyfriends in order to get into a nice place. The men, even if they were young, almost never had a problem -- they had the cash and their credit was good. I also never met a guy who didn't have a healthy savings account -- even if he was making only $60,000 a year -- a meager salary by New York City standards.

This past weekend proved to be a great opportunity: It was excessively hot in New York City, and I wasn't very busy. Also, TR and the boy were away, so I had lots of time to focus, research etc.

Below is a link to the piece in which I try to figure out why there are so many women in Manhattan who struggle with a basic need -- housing.

Off The Market: Women, Men and Money