My friend Phoenix and I are always talking about our dream trip: NYC, or as Jay-Z would say:
the concrete jungle where dreams are made,
where there's nothing you can't do,
the streets will make you feel brand new.
Neither of us has been, and someday we will have the money.
We'll visit The Met, eat at Papaya King, and browse Opening Ceremony.
Until then, I will soothe myself with R38,
Racked's list of the Top NYC shopping spots (which they update yearly):