The taxi ride is worth every penny. The traffic, the terrible roads that make the car bounce and shake in a bone jangling fashion, then the bridge and a view of the ultimate shining high rise city. Anybody who is not elated by their arrival into Manhattan is missing a piece of soul.

just for kicks, I decided to find out how much 24 hours of Sex and The City livin' would set you back (for someone who isn't yet a famous columnist, doesn't already have a husband with a house in the Hamptons, and hasn't slept their way to the top of the PR world)

I met Phil in New York. My manager gave me this amazing opportunity to meet a living legend. Life was sending a gift to me.

With Wicked the musical celebrating its 10th anniversary later this year, should Andrew Lloyd Webber be looking over his shoulder?

Marilyn Monroe with banana-yellow hair, Queen Elizabeth bathed in psychedelic colours - just two of the world-famous portraits we associate with Ameri...

My collaboration with Carolina Herrera began with a Google Alert. With my music appearing in so many different places, including many of which I have no prior knowledge, I have set up a Google Alert on my name to help with discoveries of any new and exciting music uses. This was one such occasion.

It is now 7.30. I spot a slight corridor of a shop, more a kiosk than anything. It is a sliver of white marble on 6th called Zibetto. It is open and an elegant man of middle-age stands behind a gleaming Gaggia espresso machine of traditionally huge proportions. He is dapper in a blue shirt and smart, narrow, dark blue tie. He seems more than a barista.