NYC 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. This is why I have created this free download for your next trip.
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.
📍 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 really means it took three hours and a Depop deep dive.
Reformation: Where I pretend I’m an eco-conscious French girl and not someone who eats Sweetgreen three times a week.
Ganni: Because I need at least one piece of Scandi whimsy before I get too serious.
Khaite: If I accidentally come into a trust fund, this is my first stop.
📍 West Village: Quiet Luxury, but Flirty
This is where sweaters are oversized, jewelry is delicate, and cappuccinos cost more than my first cell phone bill.
Nili Lotan: Minimalism, but with a side of “I could fly to Capri tomorrow if I felt like it.”
Elyse Walker: Like the Upper East Side flagship’s chill little sister — still chic, less judgy.
Bookmarc: Buy a tote, pretend you’re literary, call it a day.
📍 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.
Saks Fifth Avenue: It’s cardio. You’ll walk 10k steps without realizing it.
Ulla Johnson: Boho with a trust fund. I go for the knits, stay for the fantasy of living in Brooklyn brownstone perfection.
The Row: Where black turtlenecks are religion and prices are whispered, not spoken.
📍 Tribeca: Downtown, but Designer
Tribeca is for when you want to look like you don’t try, but you definitely have a stylist on speed dial.
Shop the Westside: Denim heaven. This is where jeans get spiritual.
Nili Lotan (again): Because she’s everywhere and somehow always right.
La Garçonne: French-girl chic without needing to actually speak French.
✨ 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? Prada.