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Damn, Sandy. You may not have toppled buildings, but you definitely brought New York to a stop (for at least a few minutes) and delivered some terrifying visuals. Cars became buoyant in Tribeca, mailboxes floated away in the East Village, that crane is still dangling in the Midtown sky. If it weren't real life, these photos would be totally awesome. Alas, this stuff is very, very real.
Click through for the roughest, realest images we've seen.
To see and recognize that bold, golden arrow on the side of a sunglasses means you’re part of the Karen Walker club. Her specs have long ago become cult products, and the only thing that might inspire a bigger wave of fanaticism than the sunglasses themselves are the clever lookbooks she puts forth each season. read
At every bar or bat mitzvah party I attended in my youth, the DJ would use the moment when everyone's energy had flagged to "take things down to Club Med." This usually consisted of a conga line set to "Feeling Hot, Hot Hot," followed by a limbo competition to "Going Loco Down in Acapulco," and a rousing group dance read