10 Things I’ve Learned About Living In NYC

I have been living in NYC for almost two months now and in my time here I have learned a thing or two about the city life. If you are ever planning on being in the city, here are a few things you should keep in mind before you come. Maybe it’ll better prepare you!

1. Don’t walk too close to the buildings on the sidewalk unless you want a small shower every few steps from the AC vents above your head. The buildings of New York are lined with old AC vents that drip on a non-stop basis. So, if you’re not looking for a shower while walking down the sidewalk stay away from the buildings. The lack of shade is worth it. giphy


2. If you go to dinner and your friend decides to buy the lobster entree and four drinks to wash it down you too will be paying for it. In New York they don’t do separate checks, they only split it. If you’re looking to buy an inexpensive meal you better make sure your friends are on the same page.



3. Don’t be tricked into pressing the automatic 20% tip button in the cabs. Half the time, cab drivers are crazy, rude, and inpatient so why give them a whopping 20% for being an ass? Just type in the amount you want to tip, I’m sure that’ll be plenty.



4. It’s okay to take home the four veggies still sitting on your plate. Meals are so expensive here so you should get every pennies worth out of your food. Don’t feel bad about asking to take home what looks like scrap foods. It’ll get thrown in the garbage anyways so why not store it in your fridge for when you’re in need of a little snack?!



5. If you look even somewhat presentable you will get comments and hard core stares by every construction worker and truck driver. And yes, it will appear as if they are unclothing you as you walk by and yes it is as uncomfortable as it sounds, but you just have to pretend they don’t exist. Girls, whatever you do do not make eye contact!




6. Uptown is great for meeting old people who have a ton of money, so not my thing being that I’m in my 20s. Midtown is great for meeting business men who work too many hours a day and hit on any woman they see because they’ve been in business meetings all day with tons of other sweaty guys in suites. Downtown is great for meeting extremely stylish hipster guys who could possibly be gay, so you probably won’t marry him but you can become best friends.



7. If you go shopping and you’re spending over $110 make two transactions. Under $110 there is no sales tax! Save some money for a martini afterwards to celebrate your great purchases.



8. Rooftop bars are the coolest and best things that ever existed. Not only do you escape the heat and humidity, but you get an awesome view of the city. Get there early to watch the sunset and enjoy happy hour prices.



9. There is a big difference between local subway trains and express subway trains. On a local train it may take you 30 minutes to get from point A to point B but on an express train you may end up in Harlem in 20 seconds. Be careful about which one you get on, there is a HUGE difference.



10. There are so many places to get great free entertainment, especially in the subway stations where there are homeless people galore singing songs. I’ve found that “Lean On Me” is a favorite. Watch out that you don’t get on the same train car as them because it doesn’t matter if they are the best singer or the worst singer, in the entire world, they will continue to sing for the entire ride with no shame.



I’m sure that if I had more time here I would learn plenty more, but so far these are my big tips that I have for anyone traveling to the big apple. It is the most exciting, interesting, and money draining city I’ve ever lived in but I can’t get enough of it.



Braving Brooklyn

Last Thursday night at the Cine Magic Riverfront StudiosSamsung celebrated the launch of Milk Music’s new streaming music service and partnership with ADD52. Signing up for the event, I didn’t really know what to expect. All that I was told about it was that the event would feature a showcase of musical performances by up-and-coming artists through the ADD52 program and an exciting A-list headlining performance. One of my bosses informed me that Passion Pit was rumored to play but I had no way of knowing for sure. Either way, I was excited to check it out!

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Getting to the event was a bit stressful because I left my apartment 20 minutes before the event was set to begin only to realize that it was being held in Brooklyn. On my way there I considered turning around and going home because as we crossed over the bridge into Brooklyn things began to look a little sketchy. I thought I was in the wrong place until we pulled up to a building with a slew of people outside and flashing blue, pink, green and yellow lights. I checked in with the press, was given a wrist band and walked on in. I was pretty nervous because I had no idea what to expect. To enter I walked under a light up circle entrance which then led me into a room that resembled a basketball court, with gratified walls and headphone stations. My first thought was, holy shit I am really in Brooklyn now. It was one of those ‘Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore’ moments.

photo 2As I continued farther down the room I eventually ended up in a huge warehouse-like space that housed a stage, two open bars, more headphone stations, and servers with champagne and appetizers. I watched three performances by Tayyib Ali, 3D Na’Tee, and Love Dollhouse and I promise I didn’t just make up those names, they are real believe it or not. They all are ADD52 artists who Russell Simmons has taken under his wing. His publicist described them to me as his “babies”. They were interesting performances to say the least. My favorite was 3D Na’Tee’s, though she was a little hardcore, but I mean after all she is a rapper. I got to meet Russell Simmons and take a picture of him for Guest of a Guest’s website. He was very friendly and animated. He reminded me of a nice, hip, not ready to be a grandpa, but still a grandpa, kind of guy. photo 3Russell Simmons

Out of no where a group of drummers came marching into the room singing and dancing and drumming up a storm. They opened up a side of the wall that turned into an enormous door and had everyone follow them outside. We were led down a winding path, lined with huge colorful balls of light, and then into another gigantic open studio room. Inside there was a big stage with bright lights flashing everywhere, a huge open bar with a beautiful view of the city all lit up, and a roped off VIP section.

photo 5photo 6Russell Simmons and Steve Rifkind made a short speech on stage before releasing the never before seen commercial for Milk Music’s ad-free radio service. Then Niykee Heaton kicked off the performances with her single “Bad Intentions“. I had no idea who she was or that she was known, but I quickly learned that every guy knew her and loved her, even the guy who I wanted to love me.

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For her next song she brought a rapper on stage to sing with her. I knew he must have been famous because the crowd went crazy but I didn’t know who he was because I’m not good at identifying rappers by their faces, I only know their music. He went on to sing a few songs by himself, but because he was singing songs like “Mercy” and “I Don’t Like”, that I know Kanye West sing, I couldn’t figure out who he was and I wasn’t even sure if he was famous anymore.

photo 13Turns out, this mysterious rapper was indeed famous and he was actually Pusha T. When I discovered it later that night while lying in bed I felt really stupid. It makes sense though because he is featured in all those songs, just not the main rapper. 

I had a similar experience when the next artist came on stage. The first song he sang was “Simple Things“, which I am currently obsessed with, but I thought that because he wasn’t introduced and I wasn’t told Miguel would be at the event, that it couldn’t really be Miguel. When he went on to play “Adorn” I freaked out and immediately pulled out my phone to Google search Miguel. When the images loaded I found myself looking at a picture of the man standing six feet in front of me. I’m a huge Miguel fan so the fact that I was watching a surprise performance by him seemed unreal.

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It was very upsetting when Miguel left the stage, and my secret crush (that was standing next to me) left to go to the bar. Everything was made better though when Passion Pit entered the stage.

I had a front row view of Passion Pit’s performance. I had some how weaseled my way up to the front of the stage. They were great in concert but, at the time, my mind was elsewhere. I was scanning the room looking for the group of 6’foot tall guys who all looked like beautiful models.

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I still can’t understand it but for some odd reason, at the time, I thought it would be a good idea to leave 20 minutes early. Turns out it wasn’t a good idea because all I did was leave to go home and get in bed which was way less exciting than listening to Passion Pit. Also, it turns out that my crush looked like a model because he is a model. Also missed out on that one. So, I have a few regrets from the night but I cannot complain because overall it an awesome night!


Gathering Street Style

As part of my internship I am required to submit five street style pictures a week. That means I have to go out into the streets of Manhattan and take pictures of the people who are the best dressed. At first it sounded fun to me but I quickly realized how intimidating and scary it truly is. Who wants to approach the best dressed, beautiful girl on the side walk and creepily ask for her picture?! Yeah, not me.

I have been the worlds worst intern about street style because I’ve only submitted it once… But shh don’t let anyone else know that. Want to know another secret, four of the five pictures I submitted were my friends and I dressed the majority of them in my own clothes. Desperate times calls for desperate measures!

Every week I walk around the streets scoping out good street style. Every so often I will see someone wearing something extremely fashionable and cute and just as I’m about to go up and ask for a picture of them my whole body shuts down. It’s as if I can’t open my mouth or move close to them. I physically can’t. I have tried so many times but I get so nervous and end up walking right by them like I never even noticed them.

If my boss asked me to take pictures of what-not-to-wear street style I could definitely get five each week. I wouldn’t care if I had to go up to someone who looked like they just rolled out of bed. There is nothing intimidating about sweatpants and a t-shirt. Louboutins, Helmut Lang, Celine, and Tom Ford, on the other hand, is terrifying.

I have also found that all the stylish people in New York can only be found downtown. The Upper West Side is filled with nicely dressed old couples, but that’s not really the demographic I’m looking for.

Hopefully I can find some stylish people ASAP because it is due again tomorrow…


Movie Premiere Hopping: From MEENA to Tammy In One Night

After two nights in a row of covering events I was a little tired and was ready for a quiet night in. Unfortunately, in the heat of the moment I had signed up for the movie premiere of ‘Meena’, Lucy Liu‘s directorial debut film. Meena is a short film that deals with child trafficking in India and this premiere screening was held to raise awareness for UNICEF’s child protection programs worldwide*.

I desperately tried to get out of attending the event because sitting on my couch, in pajamas, with a bottle of wine and some of my pantries finest offerings sounded much better. I emailed.  I texted. Nothing happened. I watched the clock as it grew closer to the time of the premiere. Eventually, I gave up hoping for someone to take my place and threw on some clothes to head out for the movie theater.

As I stood in line with the press and photographers I vaguely overheard someone mention something about the movie Tammy. I instantly perked up because Tammy was filmed at my house last summer and I had been dying to see the movie. I got to hang out with the entire cast and crew for three weeks while they took over my house and transformed it into Lenore’s lake house.

I was then informed that Tammy was premiering in New York City, and not only was it just premiering in the city, but it was premiering that night in a few hours!! Obviously I freaked out because all that I had been wanting to do this summer was go to the premiere but I didn’t think they were having one. I emailed and texted producers, directors, and the event coordinator to no avail.

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From then on out it was hard to stay focused and interested in the Meena premiere because all I could think about was Tammy. I took over 300 pictures of the cast and crew, 20 of which actually came out decent, and interviewed Lucy Liu. Once my work was done I flew out of the movie theater in the direction of the Tammy premiere movie theater. I was that obnoxious New Yorker power walking down the street barely skirting by everyone in my way, and I swear everyone was walking at a snails pace that day.

My plan was to just show up to the movie theater and charm my way in. I strutted up to the sign in table and gave my spiel about how the movie was filmed at my house and how I know Chris Bromley and Rob Cowan and all the other crew members. The two woman working the desk looked at me then looked at each other and finally one of them spoke and said, “She dropped waay to many names to not be legitimate” and so that is how I got in!

I called my roommate Callie and told her to quickly get on the next downtown train to Sunshine Cinema, which is practically on the opposite side of the world in relation to where we live.

photo 2I waited in a crowded room outside the movie theater for Susan Sarandon, Melissa McCarthy, Ben Falcone, and Toni Collette to arrive. I mingled and chatted with the people around me and we talked about how excited we were to see the film. Not blurting out to everyone that they filmed the movie at my house took an extreme amount of will power.

The room was very crowded but I had found one little open spot near an elevator. All of a sudden the elevator doors opened and out walked Melissa McCarthy and her husband Ben Falcone! Melissa had taken half a step into the bustling room when she immediately made eye contact with me and dropped her jaw in excitement and surprise. SHE RECOGNIZED ME! HOLY SHIT, I’M JUST ME, LITTLE OLD ME. HOW DOES SHE REMEMBER WHO I AM SHE’S MET SO MANY PEOPLE! AND THIS ROOM IS SO CROWDED BUT SHE SPOTTED ME. WHAT?!?! That was approximately what was running through my head.

As she walked farther into the room she said to me, something along the lines of, “Oh my god hi I didn’t know you were going to be here!!” Then Ben Falcone passed me and had a very similar reaction. Everyone in the room was looking at me like, “who the hell is this girl?!” Melissa’s first big entrance into the premiere of her movie was her saying hello to me. That, right there, isn’t real life. No way.

photo 3Callie finally arrived and waited along the side lines with me for Melissa and Ben to finish their press interviews. All the while, Callie was freaking out that she was going to meet Melissa and I was freaking out that I had swung this seemingly impossible act.

Once Melissa and Ben were done with their interviews Ben came up to me and gave me a big hug hello. I told him about my crazy unexpected journey to the premiere and he told me how awesome my house looked in the movie. Then Melissa came up and she said hi and we talked for a little. It was unreal. Callie was absolutely star struck and I was floating on cloud nine. 

A bodyguard then came through and began to usher Melissa and Ben into the theater because the movie was about to begin. We hadn’t finished our conversation though so Melissa yelled over the crowd to me, “Is your mom here?! Tell her I say hello!!” and then Ben yelled “Please tell your whole family we say hello!!” Now EVERYONE was staring at me and I was grinning like an idiot from ear to ear. It was honestly one of the coolest, greatest moments.

Callie and I took our seats and I was just bursting with excitement. I had been waiting over a year for this moment! Not only was I getting to finally see the movie, but I had some how, by complete chance, made it to the NYC premiere!!

Last summer, while they were filming in Wilmington, NC my family and I were invited to watch them shoot around town in all the different locations. I had seen a lot of the scenes piece by piece and knew a lot of the background info so I filled Callie in on what was filmed in Wilmington, how many takes each scene took, and how hard it was to keep from laughing at specific scenes while on set.

photo 8The first glimpse of my house!

In the movie, when Tammy and her grandmother Pearl arrived at Lenore’s lake house and a shot of my house was projected across the massive screen I squirmed in my seat with excitement. I SO badly wanted to scream out, “that’s my house!!”, but I thought maybe it would be better if I kept quiet because Melissa and Ben would have definitely known who said it.

photo 4Spoiler alert: the deck Tammy is walking across is actually a fake dance floor over the shallow end of my pool

My house is the 4th of July lesbian party scene and not only do you get to see my house in the movie but you get to see me and my sister!  When Tammy and Bobby are talking outside on the lawn if you glance to the left side of the screen you will see me in a waiter outfit pouring glasses of wine. My big movie debut, I’ve made it! You see me for all of three seconds, but hey three seconds is better than no seconds!

Once the movie ended Callie and I headed to the private after party! It was held at a very low key bar that was serving delicious appetizers and drinks. I managed to sneak my way past the bodyguard and get into the private section where Melissa, Ben, Toni Collette, Susan Sarandon, and all their family and friends were. Callie didn’t get so lucky though, she got caught. The man wouldn’t let her in but I was on a high and I was determined to get her in with me. Confidence is key my friends. I was so confident when talking with this man that he finally let Callie go so that we could both say hi to Melissa again.

We got Melissa’s attention and talked to her some more about the movie and the house. She is one of the most down to earth people I have ever met. Both her and Ben are two of the nicest people. It’s funny because you hear celebrities talk about how they don’t feel famous and how they are just normal people and I can totally see that Melissa is exactly like that. At the end of the day they are just regular people, like you and I.

Callie desperately wanted a picture with Melissa, as did I, so I came up with a clever plan to get our picture without looking like dumb fans in the private party, aka “no fans”, section. I told her that my mom wanted to be here so badly and that she was so jealous and what not. I also slipped in there that we should take a picture to send to her! Melissa loved the idea and the three of us took a picture, where Melissa is waving to my mom.

photo 5This night was one for the books. When I think about all that happened I can’t help but ask myself, what is my life? I feel like sometimes I’m living in a movie because, really, stuff like this isn’t supposed to happen in real life. I’ll very, very gladly take it though!


Shutterfly By Design

On June 25th, Shutterfly by Design held its 2nd Annual Open House private media exhibit. They brought in three designers to style and customize their own room using Shutterfly products that they created themselves. The decorators included the stylish fashion expert Olivia Palermo, D.I.Y. guru and Founder/CEO of Brit + Co. Brit Moran, as well as the talented interior designer Michelle Workman.
photoI make piles and piles worth of Shutterfly book so I thought it would be a cool event to go to but I wasn’t hooked until I read that Olivia Palermo would be there. If I had to name my top three fashion inspirations she would most definitely be one of them! To say I that was excited for the event would have been an understatement.

Instead of showing up right on the dot, like I always do, I thought I would go a bit late, once people had arrived. I came a little more than fashionably late though, more like remarkably fashionably late. I got lost trying to find the place and was an hour late, but I really didn’t miss much, or so I thought. Turns out I had just barely missed Martha Stewart. When I was told that I almost had to have the woman say it again because she said it so casually and nonchalantly that I thought it must have been a different person she was talking about. It’s not like I’m some huge Martha Stewart fan or anything but I’ve got to say it would have been pretty cool to see her in person.

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I roamed around the townhouse checking out the beautifully decorated rooms and gathering ideas for my home. There were seven rooms in total. Four were decorated by Shutterfly and three were decorated by the the designers. It was very interesting to see how they used Shutterfly products to customize a room. Everything down to the plates, pillows, wall art, and coasters were Shutterfly designs. I only ever thought to use Shutterfly to make photo albums, but this event opened my eyes to all the Shutterfly possibilities.

When I met Olivia Palermo I was so star struck that I was slightly shaking and I tripping over every other word that came out of my mouth. We sat down on the couch in her room and I asked her a few questions about the inspiration for her room. Then, like like star struck fan that I am, I told her how excited I was to meet her and about how I had passed her on the street in NYC a few years back. She was incredibly nice, as well as humble, and seemed genuinely thankful that I was such a big admirer.

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Olivia Palermo and I!

She went on to tell me a similar story to mine that a girl had told her. I didn’t hear much of the story though because she started it off with something along the lines of, “Your story reminds me of this other story that a young girl told me because she has a beautiful face much like yours.” And then I died. Olivia Palermo thinks I’m beautiful. Actually, it’s insane that Olivia Palermo even talked to me or knows I exist. I tried to maintain my composure but inside I was freaking out and doing a “happy dance” like a 10 year old girl would do.

photo 6Olivia’s room was inspired by gold detail, summer florals, and sketches from oliviapalermo.com. She told me that she believed a room should evolve just as fashion trends evolve. I told her I could completely relate to that statement because every time I go home from school I joke that the decor in my house is all new. My mom is always adding new additions to our home. I have a feeling my mom and Olivia would be great friends! Maybe I should introduce her to my Dad… he might come around.

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Michelle Workman in her beautiful blue room

Once my time with Olivia was over I made my way to the other rooms. Both of the other designers were extremely friendly and inviting. The rooms were polar opposites in style and design but were nonetheless beautiful and impressive. Michelle’s room was a mix of traditional pieces with a modern twist, and Brit’s room incorporated technology and fashion with graphic decals and pictures of ice cream and balloons.

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It was hard to make myself leave but after a while I had no new things to look at so I forced myself into the elevator and down to the subway.

This is the write up of the event  that I did for Guest of a Guest, check it out!



Events of the Rich & Not Famous

Last Tuesday I thought I was going to be going to the best, absolute coolest event for work. It was Bvlgari’s celebration of 130 years and I eagerly signed up for it expecting celebrities galore. Well what I got was cool but was more like a bunch of rich people. Turns out the private party was only for Bvlgari VIP members, and that doesn’t include celebrities. It was extremely cool to be in the closed off store with music, free champagne, and appetizers but I had such high hopes of seeing famous people that I was kind of bummed.

Just about every other intern that I work with has been to an event with celebrities, but some how I keep picking all the events with a bunch of rich people and no celebrities anywhere.

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At this event I sort of just walked around the room awkwardly because I had no one to hang with and everyone was busy chatting with their friends. I think I confused people because they were probably thinking who is this young girl and why is she here alone? That was another thing, I was clearly the youngest person in the room, which I hated. I think the water here in NY makes you look older because I swear, even some of the kids that I know who are still in high school look older than me. What is the deal with that?! So I grabbed a glass of champagne to show people that I wasn’t 12 years old. To be honest though, I really just wanted a glass of champagne and in my head that was a good excuse.

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It was the first time I had even been in the store and I must say it was extremely beautiful, and also that I’ll probably never go back in because I don’t have that kind of mula to spend. There were vases of white flowers on the display cases, thousands of dollars worth of gorgeous diamonds behind glass and soothing jazz music in the background. I made the best of my some what awkward situation by taking in all of my surroundings and people watching. Oh boy, was people watching fun.

The best person to watch was the one older woman, probably in her late 60s or so, who had so much plastic surgery that she could hardly move her face. Her face was tighter than my skinniest skinny jeans, her lips gave her a not-so-flattering Donald Duck look, and her boobs were so large and fake that I thought if I came too close and bumped into her one would pop. Of course I asked her if she wanted me to take her picture because I knew I’d have to share the sight with my friends and family. I will not post the picture on here for privacy purposes but just know it’s a great pic.

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After an hour, and 200 pictures, I left the store and walked home and met up with Chelsea and Shannon, my roommates, who were in the area. I walked along the park for two miles until I made it back to my apartment. One of my favorite things about New York is all the walking that I do. It’s a good little work out that keeps me entertained the whole way.

As Chelsea and I walked in the apartment the strangest thing happened. Tulus, one of the doormen, stopped me dead in my tracks. He handed me his hat and said, “wear it, all the girls love it!”. Strange, I know… So I hesitantly put the hat on and tried very hard to hide my look of befuddlement, as Chelsea laughed her ass off. At that exact time more people than I have ever seen walked into the apartment, as I stood by the front door in my fancy black dress and doorman hat. I jokingly welcomed people to the apartment, but not all of them thought it was as funny as Chelsea and I thought it was.

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Do you think I can pull off the doorman look?

Tulus came back from greeting everyone and went on a rampage about how the daughter of the Discovery channel loves to wear his hat and what not. He insisted that we take a picture together and when Chelsea’s phone died he excitedly suggested we use my big Canon camera, that happened to be draped over my shoulder. The elevator man, our friend Astrit, must have heard the commotion by the door and he came by to see what was going on. Then he too pulled out his cell phone and started taking pictures of Tulus and I.

After our short photo shoot Chelsea and I went up to the room and died of laughter as soon as we were in the privacy of our home.


A Weekend We’ll Never Forget & Never Remember

My roommates and I had all been eagerly waiting for this weekend. It was our first weekend together as working women in New York City. No early alarms needed to be set, no long hour days – just relaxing, eating, drinking and of course some partying here and there. Exactly what we all needed after a long week.

It began with a lazy Saturday afternoon of tanning on the rooftop, transforming ourselves from white ghosts to golden goddesses. At least that’s what we were going for…

We were resting up for our big night out that night. One of my roommates was having a few of her high school guy friends over at the apartment.

They came armed with four cases of beer and a very concerned looking elevator man, our friend, Astrit.

We sipped wine and drank beer on the rooftop until the sun went down. It was like something straight out of Gossip Girl or a movie. A perfect view of Central Park in the background and the hum of summer songs playing from the speaker. At that moment in time I was so perfectly happy and 100% content. I thought to myself I could do this every weekend for the rest of my summers. Although, later we found out we weren’t really allowed to be up there drinking, soo that kind of kills my plans but I think our elevator friends like us enough to let us get away with it another once or twice. We shall see!

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The 11G Core Four that actually live in the apartment

The party eventually moved back down to the apartment were we played some games and mingled more with our new friends. One of the guys there played the piano for us in between games. It was the craziest thing, all he did was listen to a song and then he could play it perfectly on the piano. Even if was his first time hearing it, he mimicked it absolutely perfectly. The coolest thing he played was Timber by Pitbull. I didn’t even know that was something that could be played on a piano. It sounded exactly like it too!

Once the clock struck midnight we knew we had to make some moves. Not all of us made it out of the apartment at the same time. Some left much later and some never left at all.

My roommate, Shannon, and I left to go to this bar with some of the newer guys that showed up late. The rest were going to meet us later. It is incredibly hard to get a large number of people all out of the house at the same time. I’m learning how slowly people move as a group.

Shannon and I waited on the sidewalk, with the other guys, waiting for everyone to get downstairs. One of the guys thought it would be funny to start a pull up contest on the construction bars above our head. As soon as some people walked by and the guy asked if they wanted to join his pull up contest. That is when I made a quick exit to the side of the road and hailed a taxi cab faster than I have ever hailed a cab in my life. Within 45 seconds of the first pull up Shannon and I were in a cab on our way to Bounce Sporting Club to meet up with her brother.

The club was elegant, upscale and was filled with so many well dressed people. I got to meet Shannon’s brother for the first time and I also got to make an incredibly embarrassing first impression of myself. Here’s why. Lately I have been working out and trying to work on my arms. I know how bad that sounds, but I’m not doing it in a I-want-to-get-ripped kind of way. All I want is a little definition because right now I have none of that going on. So, when I go out I sometimes notice peoples arms. Well… I noticed Shannon’s brothers arms because they were big. Jokingly I said to Shannon, your brother does arms at the gym, which she then proceeded to turn around and tell him how I too do arms and I thought he had nice arms. I immediately covered my wimpy arms in embarrassment as he looked at them to see if you could tell I had been working out, which of course you couldn’t. He laughed about my comment and I secretly wanted to die. Great first impression, ugh.

Shannon tells me I had a great time the rest of the night. Callie and Chelsea were jealous I went clubbing but basically I really didn’t. At least memory wise… Whoops! It happens to the best of us. Too. Many. Pineapple. Vodkas.

I got my first business card from a guy. It was a new experience for me. Shannon said I denied this guy on three separate occasions so he finally just gave me his card with the hopes I would call. She said I just wasn’t having it with him, which I don’t know why that was the case because turns out he’s actually a cute somewhat successful real man. Perfect, I threw away my chances.

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Poor Shannon, he tried so hard to get us to sit at his table with all his cute guy friends but god only knows why I insisted that I would not go near or anywhere with him. Soo we never met any of his cute friends. Yup, there I go again throwing away more chances.

It started to get late and so we went home. Except I left a little earlier, got a few slices of pizza and then brought it all back to the apartment to share with everyone. I ordered some weird chicken calzone type thing so I guess I lose that earlier point for being normal.


Sunday morning was rough but we all made it through with lots of water and delicious food from 72nd Street Bagel.


New York’s Newest Tour Guide

I got lucky with my work schedule and I don’t have to work as much as my roommates during the week. So naturally, I’ve been taking advantage of this.

On Friday one of my good friends from home came to visit, as well as one of my other good friends from Long Island/elementary school. My friend from home, Evie, hadn’t been to New York City in a few years so I took it upon myself to be her tour guide for the day. We spent the morning being complete tourists. We walked by The Plaza, explored FAO Schwarz, and strolled down 5th Ave. All that was missing were our ‘I Heart NY T-shirts’.

I pointed out stores and buildings and occasionally threw in some facts. I even did the notorious Gossip Girl “Good Morning Upper East Siders” quote when we crossed over to the east side.

I have to admit, though, being a tourist for the day was actually very exciting. FAO Schwarz transported me back to my 9-year-old little girl self and I was mesmerized by the array of toys that lined the walls and halls of the store. There was everything from terrifyingly human-like baby dolls to Avatar dolls, that cost $800, to life size bear stuffed animals. It was hard not to look around wide eyed and in awe.

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After we checked out the toys we drooled over the stores on 5th Ave that were so gorgeous and so unbelievably expensive and unrealistic. Then we explored Little Italy because one, I had never been before and two, Italy was playing soccer in the world cup that day. We figured what would be a better day to go to Little Italy than the day they played soccer?!

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We ordered some authentic Italian beer and a few appetizers to keep our stomachs from growling.

We were extremely disappointed to see that they lost because we were looking forward to how Little Italy would come alive if they did win.

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So after our long day of walking for four and a half hours we finally made our way back to the apartment. We ate some dinner and then got ready to go out!

We went downtown to Phebe’s, a popular intern bar, and had a few drinks. One thing I have noticed is that just about EVERY fun/cool/hip/exciting place is downtown, which is not so fabulous for our wallets because downtown is pretty much polar opposite from where we live.

The bar was fun but by the end of the night we were all exhausted and ready to be home in our beds. I take that back, we were ready for pizza. We are practically best friends with the pizza guys there… Something I’m ashamed to admit. But, nevertheless, we continue to go back night after night.

This time I didn’t order the most bizarre thing they had to offer. So, one point for me! I got a good old fashioned margarita pizza and it was delicious.

Unfortunately, Friday night wasn’t the only night the pizza guys saw us…


Stanton Social Escapade: The $20 Cab Ride Should Have Stopped Us

74 blocks South and approximately 8 blocks East is about how far we had to travel to get to this bar, Stanton Social. It was a very interesting night, to be more specific, Monday night. But let me start from the beginning.

Yesterday my three roommates started their first day of work. To celebrate, we we’re thinking we’d all go out and get dinner and drinks. Chelsea and I got a bit sidetracked by the endless shopping in the Time Warner Center, soo our dinner plans sorta fell through. At around 10PM Chelsea and I were just sitting down for dinner and drinks at a sushi place, called Tenzan. We were shocked and excited to see that the mojitos were only $9 each, because in most other places cocktails are around $13. (It’s a sad day when a $9 drink seems cheap to you). We clearly had to get a drink though because we were celebrating Chelsea’s first day at the law firm!

BTW, if you go you must get the mango shrimp roll, add eel and the Philadelphia roll. Yes, I realize that last night I was being a bit particular and weird, because who gets a mango shrimp roll and casually adds eel… well, I do, but it turned out to be quite yummy!!

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The drinks were great, the food was delicious but once it got to around 11:30 we knew it was time to navigate our way down to Stanton Social. I think I aged a bit in the taxi ride because it took so long to get there. Ya know, 74 blocks down isn’t exactly around the corner, by ANY means.

When we got to the bar we were alarmed by how few people were there but then we quickly realized that it was a Monday night and we were in the restaurant section. So as we walked upstairs we could hear the booms and feel the reverberations from the music. We knew we were in the right spot.

If I had to sum up this bar in two words I would say ‘ghetto fab’. It was fab but also definitely ghetto in a strangely somewhat classy way. Chelsea and I made the best out of it though and made our way to a table in the back with free drinks. In New York the word ‘free’ has a whole new meaning. It’s not the same as the ‘free’ in North Carolina or anywhere else because ‘free’ here is so damn valuable. You don’t pass up free stuff here and you take as much as you can get when you’re handed the opportunity. Although when it comes to drinking I’m not sure if that’s a great mindset…

We danced in the crowded section but then slowly made our way to the open section near the bar. We continued to dance with not a care in the world. The two of us were having the best time on our own. Chelsea doesn’t listen to much ghetto music in CA so since we’ve been here I’ve been playing some more of the ghetto music that she has missed out on. It paid off because she knew a lot of the songs that came on. (I’m a great influence/teacher)

We made friends with some Quay character and his friend, but ditched them quickly after. So… not really sure if you could actually call them our friends… We left them and got a cab home because we both had work the next day early in the morning.

I tried to drag my sluggish body out of bed this morning when my alarm went off but I couldn’t do it. Snooze was my best friend for a while.

I was proud of myself though because I was on schedule and was set to leave on time for work. Everything was great, until… I opened up my bag from the night before only to discover that my small wallet was missing from its place. Gone! Like it was never even there. I frantically turned the bag upside down and looked in it all over, hoping that maybe it was some sort of mean magic trick and the wallet would eventually fall out of the bag from thin air. Unfortunately that’s not how it worked.

My next step was to cancel my credit and debit card, but not before I wallowed for a little. I have never lost anything, so the fact that my wallet was missing this morning was, and still is, very troubling to me. One of two things must have happened. Either one of the ghetto fab people swiped my wallet from my bag or I dropped my wallet in the cab without realizing it. I believe the latter to be true because there were zero charges on either of my cards. That would have to make someone a very kind robber and that just isn’t a thing.

I lost a lot of important things last night so I am hoping and praying that some miracle will occur and I will get my wallet back. But we all know that probably isn’t the case…

So, if anyone sees a small blue Tory Burch wallet hit me up because that holds part of my life, which is now floating somewhere in NYC.



Two Decades

When I was a little girl I would lay in bed with my eyes wide open, full of anticipation for my birthday the next day. I hate mornings, but I would wake up at 6AM ready to start my big day! The only problem was that I had such high expectations, and some years it would live up to them, but some years it wouldn’t.

I knew that this year my birthday would be different and better than all the rest because I would be spending it in the city I love the most. I had no preconceived ideas of how the day would go, I just went with the flow because I knew that no matter what I did it would be great.

We counted down the minutes till it turned midnight on June 14th! My roommates lit the only candle we have in the apartment and came out of the kitchen singing to me with the candle and a shot glass in hand. The fact that it was the pink pomegranate candle from Urban Outfitters made my birthday night so much more special.

That night, we just barely made it into the bar. Thank god for Chelsea’s convincing words because the smeared check marks on our hands looked suspiciously smeared… I got a few birthday shots at the bar and then after some time we decided it was time to go home. Well, not really time for bed but time for pizza.

I have decided that I’m going to start making a list of my completely bizarre pizza choices. That night I order a slice pizza with pasta on top (as if pizza by itself doesn’t already have enough carbs) and a slice of Sicilian (because once again, regular cheese pizza just doesn’t have enough carbs…).

I woke up hours later completely full and with a slight headache. My best friend, Chelsea, and I had plans for the day though so I knew I couldn’t sleep in. We went to breakfast at the beautiful Isola Trattoria and Crudo Bar. The waiter joked that we were more excited for our glasses of water than our mimosas, and it was true. We were also still so full from pizza the night before that it was hard to finish our entire brunch. We had leftover berries and because NY is so expensive we were jokingly saying that we would ask for a to-go box. The best part was that the waiter actually asked if we wanted a to-go box. At first too embarrassed to say yes, we shook our heads no but quickly changed our minds so that we could keep the ridiculously overpriced raspberries and blueberries.

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The rest of the day consisted of shopping in SoHo and picnicking in Central Park. Lounging on our bed comforter turned picnic blanket, we soaked up the sun and caught up on everything from the past year. I cut slices of pickles with my teeth, every bite Chelsea lost half of the contents in her sandwich, because it was a mile high, and we tried not to flash everyone around us and we sat in our dresses on the ground. We tried to be as classy as possible but we’re not sure it worked out so great…

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For dinner we went to The Smith in East Village. I had the most delicious passion fruit rum cocktail and for dinner split a lobster salad. Once we we had stuffed ourselves to the point of explosion, we were handed a dessert menu. Since it was my birthday we decided we had to get just one little thing to all split. The mini carrot cake donuts with cream cheese frosting were screaming my name so we decided on that. It came out with a candle and happy birthday lollipop stuck in the middle. The waitress also came bearing four FREE glasses of champagne. It was the perfect way to celebrate my entrance into the next decade of life!

After a wonderful dinner of eating, drinking and laughing so hard we almost peed in our pants, we were headed to Marquee night club. It has always been my dream to go to a place like this to dance and be surrounded my the hippest posh people of NY. I felt like royalty showing up to the place and skipping the long loser line that wrapped around the corner of the building. We got to cut all the lines because my roommate, Callie, had some connections, which Chelsea and I now have too.

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Everything was so great, except the price of the drinks. Thirty-two dollars for TWO cranberry vodkas. 3-2 dollars for TWO drinks, only two! I was always told NY was expensive but experiencing it first hand is way different. Finding the club promoters table was a miracle because then it meant free drinks for us and if I could save $13 on every drink me and my wallet were VERY happy.

Our time here was cut short though when Callie decided to cool herself – and everyone around us – off. One second the drink was completely full in her hand, the next she was throwing it up in the air, and the next second she was proudly holding it upside down to show that it was empty. Unfortunately the bouncers didn’t find it as funny as we did and kicked us out of the club… It was probably time to go home anyways. Oh wait actually, time to go to pizza is what I mean.

Once again I picked the strangest pizza in the place, deciding on the slice with grilled chicken and ricotta cheese. Seriously, who know why I pick this stuff?! But I must say it was delicious! Or so at the moment that’s what I thought.

So after a long and extremely fun filled exciting day the three of us stumbled back to our apartment for a good night of sleep. I have to say thank you to everyone who made my birthday one of the best yet and a very big special thanks to Chelsea and Callie for giving me a birthday I’ll never forget!

I can’t wait to see how the rest of this summer turns out because so far it has been unreal.