That peculiar species, the New York Woman
From The New Yorker:
Only seventeen per cent of New York women rate themselves “highly satisfied” with their sex lives, compared with twenty per cent nationally and twenty-five per cent globally. On the other hand, New York women have more friends than anyone else on the planet: the average New Yorker would invite at least sixty-five friends to her wedding, compared with a national average of fifty-nine. Called upon to explain this phenomenon, [Michael Silverstein, author of Women Want More: How to Capture Your Share of the World’s Largest, Fastest-Growing Market] remembered a recent visit to a New York Bikram-yoga studio. “I have been to Bikram yoga all over the country, and this was the friendliest, most conversational, most open yoga class I have ever been to—like, in a different category,” he said. “I have been there twice, and the instructor knows me by name. I have been to the studio in Chicago forty times, and the instructor doesn’t know me.”
With regards to the second part of the above paragraph, I agree wholeheartedly. I was lucky enough to arrive in this city with a posse of my college besties and it’s been up, up, UP from there. And given the popularity of my current mate, I think we’d have to have multiple weddings across at least three continents to accommodate everyone we’d like to celebrate with.
As for the first part, what a pity! No wonder they’re so obsessed with shoes.
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