Posts tagged newyorkcity
Posts tagged newyorkcity
What happened to me? I always joked I would be a workaholic but the day has come when it’s no longer a thought but a reality. I remember when rarely was I at the office late or working from home. Instead I was out, at an event or a party, a restaurant or a dinner with friends.
This jump to NYC was exactly what I wanted and now I’ve become that semi-adult I thought I would be. Twenty-seven and constantly checking my email, closing down the office and opening my lap top as soon as I walk in the door. I work in Fashion - not Investment Banking. This kid needs a vacay, like pronto.
Ahh, let’s check the cal shall we? Ohh.. hmm.. work trip, meetings, work trip, more meetings, work, work, work. Ohh let’s not forget someone won’t be making it home for Christmas this year. Maybe in 2014?
This behavior deserves a present…hmm… what shall it be?
Despite my being a busy New Yorker, it makes me sad that I haven’t updated this once gold-mine of a blog in so long. So I am going to make an effort (yes, I’ve said that before) to keep this going. Who knows, maybe my family will call me less if they can read about what I’m doing? Just kidding, Stef.
Anywho, it’s September in New York. A wonderful time of year. The air is crisp but not too cold. People are outside everywhere enjoying the lovely weather before the snowfall comes. And the most exciting part of all? It’s Cat Thompson’s birthday.
Ohh you remember Cat. That twinkle in my eye that lived in Bawston for so long. Well, as fate would have it we have been reunited in one of the greatest cities in the world and tonight is her birthday celebration.
What to wear? Well I’m glad you asked. Day time might be all about the warm tones and layering, but in New York City the nightlife is about black and red and going coatless while we can.
There’s magic in the air in New York City. No, it’s not the snow or the chill of the frosty air. It’s the only thing that can make this little girl’s cold heart melt ever so slightly : New York Fashion Week is upon us.
Can’t wait to go home.
It seems that I have life backwards. I breezed through college flush (thanks padre) shopping whenever I wanted, buying stupid amounts of POM juice and practically throwing money at my sorority.
Now, I’ve moved to one of the most expensive cities in the world, my parents have zero financial sympathy for me and my closet has not met a new friend in a very long time. Why I decided to start living life as a poor college kid at the age of twenty-six is beyond me.
However, during these little pity parties that I throw myself it usually hits me - I live in New York fucking City. Life ain’t that bad.
So my story begins…
Well, my first official purchase as a New Yorker (other than a rain coat and pair of rain boots…) will be for a new pair of flats.
I love my old TB’s, but they have had better days. So, above are my picks for the replacements. I need something that goes with everything. I have limited closet space so I cannot deal with pairing different flats with different outfits (I know, my heart breaks as I type that).
I’ll keep you updated on how the hunt goes, until then I’ll be painfully dragging myself through the street of New York.