this morning i moved into my new place, got my bed, got a dresser, and ventured into bed bath and beyond. unfortunately most of my belongings are still on their way to me, but i am just so happy to be settled. i LOVE my new place. its HUGE for nyc standards, clean, in an amazing neighborhood on the upper west side and its with an amazing roomie, so i am feeling very blessed. there are also about five fro-yo places in a 2 block radius, so im definitely happy on that front.
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| perfect for a hot and humid day |
amazing things near/in my neighborhood:
- near two subways that lead right to work
- movie theatre
- two gyms
- aldo
- barnes and nobles
- starbucks
- michaels
- sephora
- whole foods
- short bus rides to BBB and trader joes
i am so happy. now im just waiting for my wall decor and i need a few more pieces of furniture. but i am starting to feel more like a new yorker every day. how long must one live in the city to safely call themselves a new yorker? or is there a checklist of things one must do? like steal someone elses cab?
so far, to feel more like a new yorker, i have:
- hailed multiple cabs
- taken the bus
- moved furniture by hand numerous blocks and avenues to avoid taking a taxi or paying for movers
- i work here....
- i have an apartment...
- given CORRECT directions
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| size 13 shoe. size of my forearm |
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| clearly we listen at work |
now for some signage sunday!
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| i want to live in the mimosa apartments |
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| preach |
so i will post pictures of my apartment once its finished. this week starts crazy prep work for fashion week and then fashion week starts thursday! i will probably be helping at 2-3 shows and 2-3 after parties. let the madness begin!
