In NYC where nail salons exist two to a corner and a pedicure can cost less than what some people spend at Starbucks in a day, professionally groomed tootsies are practically a requisite for resident status along with a love for chocolate egg creams and the ability to talk an off-duty cabbie into taking you home in the rain. The economy being what it is however, I've broken down and *gasp* gone far longer without Dashing Diva attention than in summers past. Don't tell the mayor.

Every woman has her fashion secret. For me, it's Hollywood Fashion Tape, genius little strips of hypoallergenic double-stick tape that I rarely leave home without. How do you think J Lo kept from pulling a Tara Reid in that green Oscars dress a few years back, anyway? Camera tricks?