Dear New York, Your Chaos is Calming

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted monthly on the anniversary of the date I moved here. 

Central Park in New York

Hey you,

I’m a little late this month. I know, I’m sorry. My eyes are literally burning. My elbows hurt from spending more time at the computer than not between the xoNecole launch, my Levo pieces and the day job.

I love it.

But I hate that I perform my best under stress and pressure. I hate that I need a million things to feel focused enough to excel at the three I want to do the most.

How will I ever be a healthy functioning grown *ss woman if I have to constantly have my hand in so many things?

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Off the 6: Bar Roma

Writing about what I wore on the 6 train is only half of the adventure. This is Off the 6, a series where I document what happens when I get off the train and explore New York.

Upper East Side neighborhood restaurants

Despite the idea of this new series—that I explore New York, courtesy wherever the of the 6 train takes me—most weekends, I am completely fine exploring the Upper East Side.

It’s full of little gems up and down the side streets. City charm minus the crowds.

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Live @ The Apt

Live @ The Apt

I Googled my neighbor the other day.

I was taking my garbage to the trash shoot when I saw a box with his name clearly printed on it. He hadn’t ripped the label off. I memorized the name.

Have you ever thought about what your neighbors know about you? Without actually knowing you?

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