Hello, my people! It is undeniable, at this point, that my life here in New York has completely transformed from when I first arrived that snowy morning in January. I have lived in this wild city for nearly ten months, and my level of happiness has skyrocketed over the last few. Continue Reading
It’s been a minute. And honestly, the amount of notable things in my life as of late is quite overwhelming. But I’m into it. Let’s get straight into it, shall we? Continue Reading
It’s somethings we used to ask our parents as we rode bicycles down the unevenly paved streets, darkness quickly approaching. It’s something we desperately wish for when we hear the unwelcoming alarm each morning before work. It can be used as a motivating factor when ending a tough work out. And it’s a lie we tell our significant others when they ask if we are ready for our scheduled dinner date, that we made reservations for three weeks ago, and cannot be late for, I repeat, cannot be late for. Continue Reading
When I first moved to New York I had much to learn. Some of those lessons were somewhat obvious upon arrival, which you can read about here. Some of them took a few months to digest. Now that I have been living in New York City for six months {I know, whaaaaat}, I am here to share 10 more things I’ve learned after moving here.
I had never seen so many Louis Vuitton carry-on bags in my life. It was drizzling on 40th and Lex and yet everyone {myself included} was dressed for the beach. I looked around as I noticed the strands of my hair expanding with every minute that passes. The damn humidity. Continue Reading
First and foremost, please excuse my temporary hiatus. I cannot guarantee this will be the last one over the course of the next six weeks. Over the next month or so, I need to be nearly 100% focused on preparing for my future endeavors. But more on that in another post…
Or in this case, the High Line.
Can I really go one post without a pun? Nope, didn’t think so. Continue Reading
I recently received a blog comment from someone expressing disappointment in the fact that it feels like I have ‘given up’ on my blog. Which, I totally get. And somewhat agree with. Continue Reading
I recently found myself in the triangle below canal street, also know as TriBeCa. There are certain neighborhoods that I am drawn to in any city. In London, you could find me in Notting Hill on any given day. In San Francisco, I would sip champagne in the Marina District on a Sunday afternoon. And in New York, it’s been a toss up between TriBeCa and Chelsea. Both neighborhoods contain so much hidden charm within the concrete walls of the city. Both also cost an arm and a leg. It’s obvious that I am not alone in my love for these areas of the city, as you will find locals swarming the best eateries and cafes each weekend. Continue Reading
The last couple of weeks have included a plethora of ups and downs. A real roller coaster ride, if you will. Which I most often won’t. Like everyone else on the planet, I do not enjoy when my world gets completely turned around. Coming out of my birthday weekend, I felt unusually low. Many factors played into this feeling I possessed, however being a big girl now {26}, I felt the only way to get past the feeling was to simply live through it.