NYC Shopping Guide

đź—˝ Out of Office in NYC: A Shopping Guide for the Sartorially Inclined (Free shopping guide)

Let’s be clear: New York shopping isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s cardio in boots, financial risk with a side of oat-milk latte, and the closest thing I’ve had to religion since Chanel sent tweed down the runway.

Here’s where I go when I want to window shop like Anna Wintour is watching, but also maybe buy a sweater that costs less than my ConEd bill.

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📍 SoHo: The Cool-Girl Olympics

If street style had a stadium, it would be SoHo. Everyone is dressed like they “just threw this on,” which means it took three hours and a Depop deep dive.

    â€˘    Reformation: Where I pretend I’m an eco-conscious French girl and not someone who eats Sweetgreen three times a week.

    â€˘    Ganni: Because I need at least one piece of Scandi whimsy before I get too serious.

    â€˘    Khaite: If I accidentally come into a trust fund, this is my first stop.

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📍 West Village: Quiet Luxury, but Make It Flirty

This is the part of town where sweaters are oversized, jewelry is delicate, and cappuccinos cost more than my first cell phone bill.

    â€˘    Nili Lotan: Minimalism, but with a side of “I could fly to Capri tomorrow if I felt like it.”

    â€˘    Elyse Walker: Like the Upper East Side flagship’s chill little sister — still chic, less judgy.

    â€˘    Bookmarc (yes, Marc Jacobs’ bookstore): Buy a tote, pretend you’re literary, call it a day.

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📍 Upper East Side: Where Gossip Girl Still Lives Rent-Free

Even if Blair and Serena have left the building, the UES still knows how to do polished shopping laps.

    â€˘    Saks Fifth Avenue: It’s cardio. You’ll walk 10k steps without realizing it.

    â€˘    Ulla Johnson: Boho with a trust fund. I go for the knits, stay for the fantasy of living in Brooklyn brownstone perfection.

    â€˘    The Row: Where black turtlenecks are religion and prices are whispered, not spoken.

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📍 Tribeca: Downtown but Make It Designer

Tribeca is for when you want to look like you don’t try, but you definitely have a stylist on speed dial.

    â€˘    Shop the Westside: Denim heaven. This is where jeans get spiritual.

    â€˘    Nili Lotan (again, because she’s everywhere): More luxe essentials, more quiet “I just came from a gallery opening” vibes.

    â€˘    La Garçonne: French-girl chic without needing to actually speak French.

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Final Thought

Shopping in NYC isn’t about what you buy. It’s about the performance: the latte in one hand, the oversized sunglasses indoors, and the faint smell of ambition in the air. The bag may be paper, but the fantasy is Prada.

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