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Recent Gossip Time! The amazing (and insanely priced!) five-story townhouse in the fashionable Tribeca neighborhood of New York has just been taken off the market! By who, you ask? Why, that's simple, darling.

By the current media darling that's made a charming break onto the scene of fashion thanks to the new magazine Mythic which in the previous year's 10 issues has decided to blow our minds. That's correct: Rhiannon Kells has set down roots in the middle of the Big Apple.

A rare treat for us celeb-hounds, there's not much yet known about the latest challenger to Anna Wintour's Goliath of fashion: the bible known as Vogue but we can say a few things! She's cute, and very photogenic. And apparently very, very not-single.

When we managed a few shots of the rooftop townhouse, we caught glimpse of a stunning dark-haired temptress that seems to have no name but has been seen in the company of Rhiannon since the woman appeared on the scene.



Can we just say 'yummy?' I think we can. While this mystery woman
doesn't yet have a name we can attach to her, we do know that wherever Rhiannon goes; you're bound to find this goddess of womanly form nearby.

We promise you faithful readers that we have a team dedicated to digging to the bottom of this so we can all have a name to plug into our tumblr and twitter feeds. Everyone needs a new obsession, is what I always say!

But enough of the speculation! Here's what we do know about the woman: She's been featured in Mythic as well. Not on one of the bigger articles, no; but one of the personal photographs that Rhiannon seems to add to every one of her editoral inserts at the end of each issue. 

She's also there at most of the photo shoots themselves and from what an inside source tells us: she is not a woman to cross! Although, let's be frank: She could stare sternly at usany day of the week? Agreed? Good!

One final piece of the puzzle is that she's well known on the auction scene as well, though whoever she pays for her PR knows how to keep the private life private.

Someone needs to remind these women that we mere mortals feed on the blood of gossip and fame, and that a little juicy morsel here and there wouldn't hurt one tiny bit.

Ah well. We can always wait until the paperazzi are set loose on the red carpet of New York's Fashion Week and see if any more pieces of the puzzle are offered up.