For every tourist who pukes on my bus (Almost Carrie, 1.27.12), there is another who is a true delight. After seven years of tours and 55 people per bus, the faces blur, but I do maintain a small collection of favorites. And despite the obvious frivolity of my job, there are still moments when I… Read more »
There comes a time in the life of every serious Sex and the City tour guide when she’s forced to contemplate her field’s most insurmountable theoretical quandary: What is your favorite episode? My answer is as complicated as anyone’s, but when I’m in a pressure situation I’ve always relied on one response: “Hot Child in… Read more »
Last Thursday night, my husband and I went to a party that Esquire Magazine* hosted at a 23.5 million dollar apartment. The apartment, known as the ClockTower Penthouse, is a triplex in DUMBO, Brooklyn, and is the most expensive piece of real estate in the borough. The main floor features four enormous working glass clock… Read more »
We left off last week with me and Sarah Jessica Parker alone in an elevator, her a guest at an awards ceremony honoring Cynthia Nixon, and me a volunteer working the event. She had just told me that she loved my outfit, which included an oversized flower pin à la Carrie Bradshaw. The year was 2006…. Read more »
When you are a writer and you live in New York, you sometimes take odd jobs in order to earn a living. I pay my bills by walking in the footsteps of a fellow (albeit fictional) New York writer, Miss Carrie Bradshaw. I am a Sex and the City tour guide. My workday starts on the… Read more »
