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NYFW, Day 4

The first 48 hours of NYFW, admittedly, were rough. Day 3, I gave away my show tickets. Day 4, though, things started to look up. Here’s how I spent the day… 12:30 p.m. My alarm goes off, waking up on Arianna’s couch after a night out for my birthday. I ate this time (in fact, my friends threw me a...

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NYFW, The First 48

You guys. New York Fashion Week almost over. Originally, I felt less stressed than last year, but I think feel like I have a lot to prove, plus add in the fact that I’m perpetually hungry, cold and tired. Last week, I made the grave mistake of drinking of an empty stomach, which, is horrible thing to do normally, but...

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The Birthday Post.

In December of 2012, literally a couple weeks before I was offered the job that I moved to New York for, I did some year-end cleaning. Makeup, shoes, jewelry, if I haven’t touched it in 6 months, it needed to go. But also internally: I rid myself of the things and people that I thought no longer served me. I...

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No Pants.

We’re about to get pretty personal here, FYI. This polar vortex is doing something bad to my skin. Like, really bad. My friends laugh at me because I just about (and have) refuse to wear pants. Pants depress me. Even in the chills of -8 degree weather–you read that right. Negative. Eight.  Wearing: Marc Bower Faux Fur Capelet, Forever 21...

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In Defense of Carrie Bradshaw

I’m feeling pretty nostalgic  about my life here in the city. I somehow missed my year anniversary (it was the 22nd), between that and my upcoming birthday, I just want to lay in bed, watch Sex and the City and eat cupcakes–post Fashion Week perhaps we can revisit this? Despite being off air for nearly a decade–nine years to be...

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Lyrics

So here’s the thing about zodiac signs, because they fit literally a million people, I never thought mine was particularly accurate. That and horoscopes only seem to come true after I read them. For instance, I’m having a great day and then I check my horoscope and it says I’m going to have to worst day of life–then I do....

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See Some World

It’s hard to imagine, but if I were to travel during the late 19th century, right up until the civil rights era, I would more than likely had to consult Victor Green’s The Negro Traveler’s Green Book for appropriate and safe accommodations… in the United States. You could forget going abroad. The author wrote of his hope’s for the future...

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Katy Perry Knows

Barcelona was the perfect city for my friends and I to end our European yolo’venture in. While we were go, go, go in London and Paris, cramming all that we could into each day, in Barcelona, we actually had time to stop and enjoy our tapas with huge glasses of sangria. Not that we sat around eating and drinking all...

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Denied in Celine.

Remember Carrie’s slip-up in Paris? When she marched into the gorgeous suite she shared with the Russian and was like, “I fell in Dior.” I always imagined that would be mortifying until I had my on little mishap… in Celine. I decided randomly shortly after I moved to the city, that I wanted to make a big purchase for year...

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Eiffel for You, Paris

Again.  On our last night in London, it’s all starting to blur to be honest, Stephanie asked me what was so great about Paris. Everyone that has been says it’s one of the greatest places ever, and I just can’t fathom how that could be, she said sounding like an absolute New Yorker. I told her that in Paris, I...

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