My head is still spinning from our wonderful whirlwind of a visit back to New York. We’re back in Abu Dhabi, which seems even more sedate than usual, in comparison.

Even in the dead of winter, New York manages to have more skin in the game, as it were, than does Abu Dhabi, abayas notwithstanding. Here is an ad that will never ever get plastered on the side of an Abu Dhabi building:

And you know? I can’t say that’s an entirely bad thing. Does a person really need twenty-foot boobs to get herself through the day?