I realize I have been MIA around here, but September is turning out to be a very busy month, rentals wise. You know me, I love the hustle.

I am also on the committee for the New York Junior League's Fall Auction at Sotheby's. (Click the photo below for more info.) Not only should everyone come, but since it's a fundraiser for the Playground Improvement Project, you should also make a donation! It's tax deductable and with only a few months left in the year, a great way to get in your last minute charitable donations.

Keep It Klassy, Murray Hill

While crossing 37th Street at Third Avenue this evening -- while pushing Andre in the stroller -- I instinctively gave a dirty look to a guy who almost didn't stop at the red light. I really think he would have blown it if he could.

When the light changed to cross 37th Street to 38th Street, said guy turned toward me in his car, stuck his head out the window and shouted, "Why don't you move your fat ass, bitch?"

I have two issues with this:

#1. I do not have a fat ass.

#2. Who on earth shouts this at a woman with a baby? Was this guy raised by wolves?

New York City never ceases to amaze me.

Best. Run.Ever.

There is nothing better than running in New York City in the fall. Maybe it's the cooler weather, but I sped through six miles this afternoon. And it was right.

As I chased up the hill at 36th Street, Nelson's "Love And Affection" came over my iPod. It's an awesome song, so I posted it below. All hail, 1991! They just don't write tunes like this anymore.

I think LearnVest is one of the best sites out there aimed at young women who want to understand money better.

They have a genius slideshow call 30 Bad Financial Habits to Drop By Age 30.

#10, Stop Asking Parents For Money is my favorite. If there is one issue I see a lot with women I know and around the way -- that bothers me more than anything -- it's how many still live off their parents. Even if it's just a credit card, it's inappropriate when someone is deep into their 20s and beyond. At the risk of sounding judgey, it's just lame. I don't understand how parents allow it when their kid should be a functioning member of society. Don't they feel like they've failed in some way?

...and now I'll get off my soapbox.

Just A Couple Of Swells

Just A Couple Of Swells, originally uploaded by La Pauline.

Clearly No One At The Gap Ever Took High School French

, originally uploaded by La Pauline.

Otherwise this sign would read, "Le Denim Noir."

Le sigh...

It's been bananas-town around here in terms of business. I think this is the first time I've sat still in a week/didn't have a drink in my hand. Apropos of nothing, I recommend The Brandy Library for after work drinks. They serve a mean Kir Royale, in addition to some crazy whiskeys.

Also: I saw a two bedroom at One York Stret on Wednesday (before getting knee deep into the Kir Royales at The Brandy Library) and it restored my faith in modern architecture. Even the garage is cool. If you have upwards of three million dollars burning a hole in your pocket, I recommend this place.

If one cares about having the right address, then this apartment certainly fits the bill: East 70s, between Fifth and Madison, a pre-war building. It's a very large one bedroom, about 1,000 square feet with a terrace that overlooks a leafy courtyard. The bedroom used to be a separate studio apartment, so it's easily 400 square feet on its own. Tons of closets and pets are OK.

Full specs here.