Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy Halloween, Everyone!



We dressed Andre up in his lobster costume today and hit Union Square, where every third person had to ogle our little crustacean. TR and I were supposed to be chefs, but the costumes never came in! Hiss, boo, Amazon!

Andre et TR


Full monty in the stroller.


It's exhausting being so cute.


Wow! At the diner.


Andre's lobster hat even fit me.
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Thursday, October 29, 2009

And Now For Some Sick New York City Apartments

Wednesday was a dreary day but I didn't want to be cooped up inside. La Madre came in from Connecticut and watched Andre while I went out and took a look at some new apartments. I've done so many $3000 one bedrooms over the past two months that I really needed to see something new, something that would amaze even me. (Don't get me wrong, I've still got plenty of studios and one bedrooms to go around.)

I put on my new red rain boots and started in the West Village and worked my way up to the Upper East Side. These are some truly obscene rentals and a far cry from some of the cookie cutter buildings out there. Which is no disrespect to the cookie cutter buildings of Manhattan. More often than not they pay my bills.

First off: my favorite: A four bedroom, four bath in a doorman building on 92nd and Park with an attended elevator. (How old school is that?) This is my favorite rental building in all of Manhattan, and this unit is a true home for whoever is lucky enough to get it. The eat-in kitchen with new appliances and miles of counter space has a breakfast bar and a washer dryer. There are so many rooms I actually got lost while taking photographs. The living room is huge and sunny and off of the master bedroom is a little den, perfect for an office or a little TV room. $11,250 a month.


In the same building, one flight up, is this two bedroom, two bath, penthouse unit with a giant, south-facing wrap-around terrace. The kitchen is windowed and sunny, and the living room has a working fireplace. Even on a cloudy day this was a very bright apartment. And views are ridiculous. $6700 a month.


Speaking of terraces, if downtown is more your speed, this 15th floor, two bedroom, two bath offers birds eye views that are so cool, even New Jersey looks good. It's gut renovated with a large, separate kitchen. Bedrooms are king sized and there are lots of closets. Doorman, elevator, laundry and literally smack in the middle of the village. $5900 a month.


If you don't mind walking up a few flights of stairs, over in Chelsea on 17th Street and Eighth Avenue is sprawling three bedroom that would be a great share for a couple of young people. The modern, pass-thru kitchen leads to an over sized living room that could host many memorable parties. There are lots of windows and cool city views. Some of the bedrooms have exposed brick, and there are two bathrooms, so no waiting in line in the morning. $4300 a month.


East Village, Avenue B and Houston Street
This sprawling corner home faces south and east with unobstructed city views. The chef's kitchen with Viking appliances opens to an L-shaped living room large enough for a long dining table or an office area. Five inch plank, hardwood chestnut flooring throughout. The bedroom is king sized with a balcony and a walk-in closet. The windowed bathroom includes a deep soaking tub, Cinza slate flooring and Thassos marble wall in bath. The washer/dryer in the apartment. This pristine condo rental comes with a furnished sundeck with Wifi, bicycle storage, cardio room, and a driveway for pickup and drop off. $3495 a month. It's practically free.



That's all I have for now. I'll be in a commercial real estate seminar all day on Friday, so amuse yourselves with these until I get back. Any questions, you know how to find me.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Initially I wanted to name Andre Ivan, but was shot down on many fronts. Since Andre is such a big guy, I think it would have been a good fit. Ivan is a badass name, especially if you're huge.



I love watching these old 80s movies now, which are so dated with their Russains as villains. A few years ago I knew a Moldovan guy who hated Rocky IV, namely because none of the main Russian characters, Ivan Drago and his paramour, Ludmilla, were played by actual Russians. They were Swedish.

He would also Lose.His.Mind when Americans thought the word babushka meant furry hat. It means grandmother. And it's pronounced baa-boosh-ka. Not ba-bush-ka.

And with that, I offer you the Soviet Anthem, Rocky IV style.


Speaking of, a few years ago I got La Madre and I seats to a talk with Mikhail Gorbachev and I thought she would combust when she got within two feet of him, she was so excited. Afterward it was hard to get her out, since she suddenly had a room full of Russians that she could speak with. Of course, she wore leopard print, like every Russian woman of a certain age does. I am convinced this is how people knew to address her in Russian and not in English.
Gorbachev

Andre Today!

We're fresh from the pediatrician, and Andre is sleeping off some shots he got.

If you're following along at home, at four months old, Andre's details are as follows:

19 pounds, 25 inches long and his giant head is still in the 97th percentile.

For the friends and relatives overseas, in metric that's: 63.5 cm long, 8.525 kg.

My friend Elizabeth in Norway also just sent me the best e-mail ever:

"How big is Andre these days? Really, he's the best argument for continuing to drink coffee (and probably a bit of booze, too) in the first trimester i have ever known. Giant, funny and cute as all get out..."

Bottoms up, mes amis.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

The Many Faces Of Erin C.

Erin C. popped by this morning because she's starting a new gig tomorrow at BusinessInsider and she needed a headshot for her bio page. The light was amazing this morning, so I was more than happy to oblige.

She'll be covering media and entertainment for them, so if you're in that space feel free to send her leads. Or take her out to dinner. She loves the Olive Garden.

Here are the two contenders:

Smug, urban writer Erin
Smug, Urban Writer Erin

...versus...

Wholesome, Midwestern gal who made it in the big city
Wholesome Midwestern Gal Erin

I liked wholesome Erin the best, but smug Erin won out.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Got My Hair Did!



I got up early this morning and hustled to the local hair joint, where a lovely woman named Linda chopped off quite a bit of my hair and gave me some nice highlights. My fears of looking like Wednesday Addams have subsided.

I'm headed to a party tonight so I'm glad for the new 'do. Gotta look sharp!

Shiny, happy Pauline
Am I the only one who is not surprised for a second to find out that all those Baby Einstein products were totally useless. (The name itself...) How could an otherwise intelligent person think that plopping your baby in front of a video would actually make them smarter?

I love the remarks from the American Academy of Pediatrics that say no television for children under two and the ones further in the piece that say all this television likely leads to attention issues later on. (Again, no surprises.) What kind of a person drops an infant in front of a television anyway and thinks it's helpful? Are people so gullible to believe in magic videos or just lazy?

Friday, October 23, 2009

East 70s Alcove Studio -- $2100! Doorman!



Last week my colleague Jason and I got an exclusive for a huge alcove studio on E. 73rd Street. It's newly renovated, sunny, and the appliances still have the plastic on them. I'm having an open house on Sunday afternoon at 1:00 p.m., but if anyone would like to see it sooner, I can show it at any time. The place is gorgeous. Available immediately.

The building has doorman, elevator, laundry roof deck and pets are OK.

New floors, painted, roughly 600 square feet. You could easily have both a living and a dining set in here.


Brand new kitchen with dishwasher and microwave.


Dressing area (with great closets!)leads to this new marble bath.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

And The Italian Job Is...CLOSED!



After weeks of wrangling with a co-op board, assuring the client that she would get in when she was ready to cut bait, finally getting a meeting last night and handing off keys an hour ago, she's moving her suitcases out of the hotel and into her new place. 22 days after her lease was supposed to start.

I only get frustrated in the absence of logic, and there was very little when dealing with this particular co-op board. When it comes to getting someone into a unit for rent, there is no need to ignore phone calls, e-mails, or otherwise give people the runaround. Apart from being passive aggressive, it creates needless tension between everyone involved, even the people who are supposed to be on the same side.

I find that it's always better just to be accommodating, even if it's slightly inconvenient or may involve breaking a sweat. Need something brought to your office? Three times in one week? No problem. Need to bend policy a bit to get someone in early when they're moving from another country? What does that cost? Nothing. And it gets things done quicker, which makes everyone happy. To quote Les Miserables, "Glad to do my friends a favor, doesn't cost me to be nice."

But this in New York, and nice is not part of the natural habitat, nor do I expect it to be. I'm more amazed at what lengths people will go to in order to be a pain in the ass, and often for no reason other than a low-grade power trip. I've said it before: the crapper the building, the crazier the co-op. It never fails.

...and now somewhere in this town there is a $6 bottle of wine with my name on it.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

The Quotable TR: Wednesday Evening Edition, Part Deux

TR: What should I call my new blog?

Me: The Rum Tom Blogger!

TR: OK, only people who are hard core Cats fans would get that reference, which is all of about four people, including you.

The Quotable TR: Wednesday Evening Edition

TR: Wait, you actually ate a meal today?

Me: I had a piece of pizza at lunch.

TR: I'm amazed that you ate something that wasn't just a cup of coffee or a multivitamin.

Monday, October 19, 2009

What on earth is an Egyptian wax?


There's nothing left after a Brazilian, so what special technique do the Egyptians have?

Please advise.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Sunday Night: La Pauline Style

It's Sunday evening and I'm busy uploading photos to Facebook, my drug of choice, and listening to early 1990s Top 40 hits. (Think Mariah Carey, "Vision of Love")

I've had Bruce Springsteen's I'm On Fire on the brain for the past few days. Now you can, too!

I never thought I'd ever have anything good to say about a $6, non-French, bottle of wine, but this evening this bottle has managed not to offend me. (TR bought it for some cooking and I gave the rest of it a good home.)

Speaking of wines, I'll be at this event, just as I was last year. Only this year I won't be pregnant, as I was unknowingly last year. Oops.

Thursday, October 15, 2009


Andre and Cara!, originally uploaded by La Pauline.


Former room mate Cara came by tonight to visit Andre. She brought him a onesie with a gnome on it! He loves the ladies who bring him goodies!



Yes, he's only four months old but still the size of a linebacker. He vill break you!

It's Raining. Have A Cat Photo


, originally uploaded by La Pauline.


Valentino knows that the Boppy is the best seat in the house. Somone needs to invent an adult version.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

It's been a crazy week. I've been out and about with clients, I have a lease signing tomorrow as well as lunch with an old friend from Connecticut. I also have another client who just moved here from Italy who is living in hotels because a co-op board refuses to get back to us about the state of her application. She's being a good sport thus far, but everyone involved -- including myself, the client and the apartment's owner is stressed out. Even my accounting department is confused, because they don't know what to do with all the money she wired over for rent, fees, etc.

It's all made me a little tense, and when I get tense, I start having opinions. Hence, a new post on the Huffington Post about competitive motherhood in Manhattan.

I've seen a lot of apartments this week, from $1400 studios in the East Village to $4000 one bedrooms on the Upper East Side with 36th floor views that could melt your face off.

One apartment that I took two client to was huge, furnished -- and smelled musty. This was strange, since it was in a new building with a fancy marble lobby and a gym. The owner outfitted it with 1970s era wooden furniture and the place stunk. The listing agent later e-mailed me for feedback, which is always a dangerous thing, especially when I am juggling many clients and an Italian ex-pat who's holed up at overpriced hotels and losing patience with a co-op board.

And so it goes:
"The furnished client didn't like the furnishings and the non-furnished client wasn't thrilled with the green walls or the outdated kitchen, which is a shame. The space is amazing. Also: owner may want to consider taking some of the older furniture out, since it smells like mothballs in there. Not sure if you were aware.

But the building is awesome as is the unit. It just needs to be an ounce more modern. Those afghans really turned off the furnished client."

Seriously, afghans? If you're ever trying to rent a furnished unit, don't add knick-knacks like afghans and Precious Moments figurines. Furnished clients are looking for basic pieces -- a nice couch, TV, dining table, etc. They don't need the window dressings.

The bottom line is that if over the next few days you ask my honest opinion about something, chances are you're going to get it. And it's going to be really honest, reflecting the ball of sunshine that I am right now. Buyer beware.

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Tonight's yoga class had a few creepy guys in it, so I made a point of setting up shop clear across the room. Sure enough, right as class started, yet another plopped right down next to me -- and he was a mouth breather! He reminded me of these videos:

Whole first episode is here:


Whole series is here. It's very well done.

The Quotable TR: Thursday Evening

TR: I'd like to take Andre somewhere new this weekend, somewhere he would like.

Me: He's four months old.

TR: I think he likes architecture.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

The Quotable TR: Wednesday Evening

Me: Did you know that on iTunes, Nelson's song "After The Rain" is more popular than their 1990 debut single, "Love And Affection." That doesn't seem right.

TR: Hmmmmm....

Me: You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?

TR: Not at all.

At coffee shop in Murray Hill, originally uploaded by La Pauline.

I didn't realize this was an issue at Murray Hill coffee shops. Those stay at home moms must be a sketchy bunch.

Wall Street Journal Rental Market Article Fail

Oh look, an article about the housing market that makes no sense at all. Quelle surprise.

An excellent example of some shabby reporting is this Wall Street Journal piece. He's talking about the the glut of rental apartments nationwide. The key word here is nationwide. Yeah, there are parts of the country that have been hit badly by the recession and areas where there isn't a huge rental market have a lot of inventory. No shock there. This strikes me as being a clear example of supply and demand.

It's clear this writer wants to make some connection to Manhattan, but instead of giving us actual numbers about the vacancy rates, he finds some lame quote from a recent renter. Nothing from a broker, a brokerage firm or even an analyst, and analysts are always more than happy to speak to the press. New York City, by the way, doesn't even show up on the list of cities with the most concessions to renters. And generally speaking, offering a free month of rent isn't much of a pain to a landlord. Very few landlords are operating on fumes. The concessions are offered just to make sure their units get rented so that their cash flow continues. Quite a few Manhattan landlords use their rentals properties as cash sources for larger development and investment projects.

The New York City rental market is still nice and tight, at least in the prime neighborhoods. You'll notice that his quote from the token renter doesn't mention where she rented. Was it the West Village? The Upper East Side? These are two completely different markets.

Back in September I spent over a week trying to find a $3000 one bedroom in Chelsea for a client, which is a pretty common price point in the neighborhood, and we had maybe six to choose from. Where was the glut of inventory that the press likes to make so much noise about?

The majority of the WSJ piece just rehashes a bunch of housing info that even the most leisurely follower of the news would already know, but it doesn't tell the New York reader much about their city. Which one would expect, considering it is The Wall Street Journal.

One thing to keep in mind when reading any kind of journalism, especially financial journalism -- and this is coming from someone who worked in the biz for eight years -- is that very few journalists have ever actually worked in the field that they cover. Veteran or even plucky writers obviously become quite good at what they do, but in this economy, where reporters are getting laid off in high numbers through no fault of their own, their next gig may likely have nothing to do with what they were doing before.

One large area of growth for journalists is financial journalism. Financial web sites are becoming a cottage industry, and their quality varies. A novice business reporter starts out by churning out pieces about earnings reports and economic indicators, (such as the piece in question) and eventually expands to larger think pieces. But if you put a gun to their heads and asked them to explain a credit default swap or a few basic mathematical models, they couldn't do that. Is that problematic? Perhaps.

Which isn't to say that I, personally, am suspicious of all business news. Back when I was hanging around Old Greenwich, I took a 7:29 train into Manhattan in the morning with quite a few people in decision making positions. They all read the FT, which got me into reading the FT, which is why I still have a subscription.

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Hey Look! TR's Awake!

...and spending his lunch hour with his main man, Andre.


TR says his dream would be to stay at home with Andre and be Mr. Mom. Careful what you wish for, my friend.


While walking to Union Square this morning a young woman stopped me on the street. She said, "I love your baby! He must look exactly like the his handsome papa!"

I said, "You know TR?"

Sunday, October 04, 2009

Randoms From The Weekend

View on 34th Street while heading to Brooklyn this morning to meet some clients. It was a great day to look at apartments, and we saw some amazing ones.


Being a super fan at the Brandi Carlile show on Saturday night.


While walking to the show there was a pet rescue set up on the sidewalk. I almost put this huge Persian in my purse and took it home. I heart Persians.


Doug never met a sausage he didn't like.


I missed the Polish Day Parade, unfortunately.


Another weekend, another nap.

Saturday, October 03, 2009

Appealing To The Masses


, originally uploaded by La Pauline.

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Your Daily Moment Of Zen


The elusive smile, originally uploaded by La Pauline.


The elusive Andre smile. He's getting better at it.