Stock up here for strappy sundresses and barely-there bikinis that will make you stand out when you're summering on Wainscott Beach in the Hamptons. Read more.
B brought one of her beaus here on New Year’s Eve—the romance didn’t last, but this restaurant's popularity does. I promise I won’t judge if you pig out on pasta. (I Will Always Love You) Read more.
Before you wrinkle your nose at this unconditioned used book store, take a look around. You just might find a literary loving intellectual like D (Don’t You Forget About Me) Read more.
Allow me to live the lie that gelato is better for you than ice cream, and I’ll reward you with the secret to ending a sticky NYC night in bliss. Read more.
Come for the movie, stay for the MFA cuties at the downtown screening center that V adores. Read more.
Your hair will smell like onion rings when you leave, but it’s still the go-to spot for S and B to do business—like planning the Kiss on the Lips party. (Gossip Girl) Read more.
S likes to sit and read Civilization and Its Discontents at this cozy coffee shop. If S is discontented, do any of us have a chance at happiness? Ponder over a latte. (I Will Always Love You)
Catch N before he sails into the sunset on his boat, The Charlotte. Or go with him—he’s been known to take impromptu trips (and even more impromptu guests) around the island. Read more.
B loves staying in hotels because they’re anonymous. Note to B: I love hotels because they are not as anonymous as they seem. I’m always watching!
The inside is members only, but why not scope out the smarties leaving the building? After all, this is where B met her British boyfriend. Read more.
Alternagirls like V cannot live on Doc Martens alone. Luckily, they can find all the ironic t-shirts and messenger bags they need right here. Read more.
Waxing appointments aren’t for the faint of heart—just ask two of the more manly members of the St. Jude’s swim team how they fared here. (Gossip Girl: The Carlyles) Read more.
It’s a right of passage to come here with your parents before you pack for college. Just don’t have a breakdown like B did. I'll be watching! (Don’t You Forget About Me) Read more.
S may have acted in Breakfast at Fred's, but the real star of the 9th floor Barneys’ restaurant is the Fred’s chicken salad. And S knows it too.
Cure your carb cravings while overlooking Columbus Circle. Just try not to drool over the models slash waiters. Read more.
A favorite of Upper East Side society, this café is where Avery Carlyle began her ascent to reign as Queen Bee of Constance Billard. (The Carlyles: Love the One You’re With) Read more.
Their enamel bangle bracelets look like calorie-free candy, and I simply can’t get enough. Neither can B—which is why C gave her two of them as a New Year’s present. (I Will Always Love You) Read more.
If you're anything like B, you may have come here with Nanny when you were six, but why not relive your youth—and relieve your stress—with a cup of tea at this quaint neighborhood café? Read more.
Art is arousing—just ask J. She couldn't stop swooning when N took her here to see The Nutcracker. (I Will Always Love You) Read more.
Much more elegant and considerably less fluorescent than any other pharmacy in Manhattan, and it stocks a full range of Bliss products. What more could a girl want? Read more.
Stock up on snacks—rocky road ice cream and granny smith apples for N, please—at this gourmet grocery store. (It Had to Be You) Read more.
Done with last season's DVF dress? Donate it to this charity shop that deals in couture. Or go shopping—vintage is always in, if you know how to wear it correctly. Read more.
Indulge yourself with some melt-in-your-mouth sweetness at this UES chocolate shop. Because you’re worth it—and you know you love me. Read more.
Sweat is rarely sexy, unless we’re talking about watching shirtless St. Judes boys work out. Come to work out . . . but stay for the show. Read more.
When do I leave the Upper East Side? When I know Columbia University cuties (like our caffeine-addicted friend D) await me at the other end of the long journey West. I have priorities! Read more.
