Walking Madison Avenue, I discover a très chic jewelry shop with the unusual name of AUrate. Thinking it might be French, I step into an elegant space with white-washed walls and gold jewelry set out on white counters. Scattered throughout the shop are books with intriguing titles and towards the back some photographic equipment.
What gives? Is AUrate a jewelry shop? a photographer’s studio? are they getting ready for a shoot? New York is such a photogenic city that as a resident one is accustomed to visitors snapping photos of the city, from any and all angles, and accustomed to the super-long silver Haddad cast and makeup trailers lining the streets.Read More