Category Archives: NYC

What I Learned

Happy Friday, everyone! I’ve had a lot of time to think and think and think throughout the past couple days due to Sandy practically paralyzing NYC. It has been pretty much impossible for my co-workers and I to work since both our phones and Internet have been down all week so we were given permission to work from home. Aside from that, I’ve been going to the gym a lot and learning things about myself and about life in general.

1) It took me at least a day to be okay with being lazy. I’m the type of person who jumps up from the couch in-between TV commercials to do random shit around the apartment.
2) I’m a SCARDY CAT. Any random noise or gust of wind scares the crap out of me. Don’t be mistaken by my tougness–it’s alllllll a facade, people.
3) Since I’m basically around people all the time — mainly my friends — it felt absurd to be by myself for such an extended period of time. I found myself legitimately looking around the apartment thinking one of my friends would pop out of a corner. But then again, that probably would have scared me too. WTF.
4) I realized that without the gym, I would have felt kind of lost. Which is ridiculous. I should get used to more at-home workouts at some point in my life. Now would be nice.
5) Being lazy makes you tired… being tired makes you lazy.
6) Andy Cohen is and always will be the shit.
7) Mindless eating isn’t worth it when you’re bored.

Most importantly, I realized how lucky I am after watching the news for hours upon hours of how badly people were affected by Sandy. People are without power, hot water, and food. Furthermore, people lost everything they have. Let’s please keep all of those who have been less fortunate than us in our thoughts and prayers.

Have a great weekend, everyone.



As most of you already know by now, most of the NYC area has been terribly impacted by Hurricane Sandy. Downtown is absolutely devastated and our subway system won’t be working for quite some time. I am proud to say that I live in a city that is so resilient and strong, but I think we were all shaken up by the power that Sandy had . On my way to work today, I was able to get a shot of the crane that has been dangling off the top of a building on 57th street.

My porch also looked like this when I woke up on Tuesday:

But quite honestly, I was one of the lucky ones. If a porch is all I have to worry about, it’s not so bad.

This post is short and sweet — hope you all have an amazing night and a Happy Halloween!

Question of the Night: To all my East Coast peeps – were you affected by Sandy?

On Loving Cities More Than People

The other day, my good friend Lara shared this beautiful blog entry with me. If you would like to check out the blog, click here. The entry was posted by Carrie Laski. Lara and I are both city girls — we love what New York City has to offer. The rushed pace – intimate coffee shops – tons of bars/restaurants – the autumn weather – the peace of Central Park. There is so much to learn about this irreplaceable city. I think you’ll love the words below; I certainly do — it’s a little long, but worth it.

“It wasn’t you, it was the trains we rode on. It was standing under the yellow glare of the lights and watching the cross section of humanity travel with us across town. We were pushed up against each other — you in your pea coat, me in mine — sharing a pair of headphones as the train rumbled through the underground. We may not have said a word or we may have spoken novels into each other’s ears. I can’t remember. We finally exited and climbed up the grimy stairs into the cold, starless night surrounded by traffic and people and lights. And I was in love.

But it wasn’t with you, it was with the back porches we stood on while talking about science in a language no one else understood. The spring had burst in: raw, gray, and relentless, and just before dawn we crossed wet streets in search of a refuge from the rain. Were you holding my hand? I can’t remember. I do remember that the rain never stopped, so we sat under ancient crown moldings while the thunderstorm crashed in and pelted the city with a fury not seen in decades. I watched the sheets of rain, and I was in love.

But it wasn’t with you. It was with the sidewalks we tread in summer that lead to a crumbling apartment building. It was the rooftop we smoked on while we watched the lake turn purple and empty of people. Before we went inside did you kiss me to fill up the silence? I can’t remember. I do remember it wasn’t how you laughed and put on records, but how the room looked around you: the furniture clashed, the posters peeled at the corners, and the lights wouldn’t turn up past a dusky glow. I stood in that room, and I was in love.

As you might be able to guess by now, it wasn’t with you. You weren’t solid like the high-rises or reflective like the shop windows I passed on my way to work. You didn’t let me sit for hours like my favorite cafes did, and you didn’t take me across town like the trains did. Your seasons never changed, and your skies stayed the same, unlike the city’s. I walked with you under those skies — day skies, night skies, skies with colors I never knew existed, and skies with no color at all, and I was in love.

But it wasn’t with the shirt you wore, the joke you told, or the way you put your forehead on mine as we danced. It was waiting in line outside the unnamed bar with strangers all around us. It was leaning against a sticky countertop and ordering too many whiskey-and-cokes until we were jumping up and down to 90s hip-hop songs. We would get bored, change bars, order more drinks, and repeat before finally tumbling into a cab where the remainder of an urban nightscape passed gleamingly out the window. We would fall against each other in bed while the sirens and the sounds of the neighbor’s party lulled us to sleep in the infant hours.

When I woke up next to you with the sun tearing through the blinds I was already alone. My city was outside waiting for me to put my feet on its pavement and run my hands along its concrete walls so I had to leave and be with the one I love.”

City Love:

This Weekend I..

…Decorated the apartment for Halloween and finally put pictures on Britt and I’s fridge. We have been meaning to do this for a while and finally here we have it!

…Saw Argo. Go see it. It’s incredibly suspenseful and action-packed. I was legit on the edge of my seat. Yepp, I just said legit – if you haven’t noticed I like to abbreviate words. Hence, craycray. I digress.


..Went to my friend Rebecca’s birthday party

…Made an amazing crock pot meal. Recipe definitely to come soon 🙂

I was also able to take a yoga class, power strike class, clean, and get my flu shot! Feeling pretty accomplished over here 🙂

So tell me, how was your weekend?? Also, don’t forget to enter the Muir Glen give away HERE! Winner gets picked tomorrow night!


Happy Saturday morning! I’m about to head over to the gym to get in some cardio before my all time favorite Power Strike class but I have a little time and wanted to write up a quick post! It’s getting to that time of year when all things Autumn begin taking center stage. I absolutely relish in the fact that the leaves are going to be bursting with oranges, reds, and yellows, that coffee is now flavored with pumpkin spice, and my wardrobe is heightened to a whole new level of Fall fabulousness (just go with me in thinking that ‘fabulousness’ is a word).





Most people I know love throwing on a Spring dress or throwing on a pair of shorts — and don’t get me wrong, I do too, but there’s nothing like a layered sweater, booties, and a pair of good looking jeans to get some heads turning. And to get that confidence soaring. Fall fashion is in full gear here in NYC and I am loving every runway worthy minute.



This is also a time of year that for me, feels like fresh beginnings. Yeah there’s new years and resolutions and all that. Maybe it’s associated from when I was in school where ‘September’ was the beginning of a new academic calendar, but I correlate all new beginning’s with Fall. The Fall also makes me want my childhood home more than ever and to be able to take a nice long walk with my mom and my beautiful little dog!

Autumn tends to make me re-visit a lot of harbored feelings and I become nostalgic for older times and memories. But it also enhances the memories that I am currently making in my awesome apartment in NYC with some of the best people in the universe.

Fall after Fall I collect more fun and memories and remember to make them count.

Question of the Day: What are you looking forward to most this Fall season?

Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall!

Hey there everyone – how was your weekend? I enjoyed my Saturday and Sunday to the max. I’ve been taking this amazing workout class at my gym (Equinox) called Power Strike and it basically entails tons of kick boxing moves in different combinations. I’ve never had a workout leave me so sweaty yet feeling like I can keep going — and the time goes by so quickly! I was able to squeeze in two of these classes; one on Saturday and one today and feel so, so good.

Last night, my room mate Britt and I hosted a ‘Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall!’ party to merrily usher in this beautiful season. We felt like we had such a fun-filled Summer and really want the mood to shift right into Autumn. Here are some pictures from the night.

It was a very successful party, I’d say! My weekend was filled with not such great eating – a few chips here and there. Some Mexican food Friday night. Ya know, weekend things. Definitely ready to start the week off right tomorrow – however, I will say that the hardcore workouts I completed on Saturday and Sunday made me feel better about my indulgences!

Before signing off, a friend of mine in Los Angeles reached out to me because she is raising money and doing a mud run to bring awareness to sex trafficking. The donations go directly to the Somaly Mam Foundation — they help rescue and rehabilitate survivors of sex trafficking (with a focus on southeast Asia). Please visit this link if you would like to donate! Thanks!

Question of the Night: Do you tend to workout over the weekends? Or do you do lighter exercising (walking, light lifting, etc..)?


Last night was insane and instead of writing about it, how about some pictures? They’re better than my blabbering. Happy 24th Anthony – thanks for a crazy ass night.

Even though I was told last night by some of the guys that they don’t prefer when I write about fashion (shocking, really) I was pretty proud of the mix and match I came up with. Sometimes when you throw in a belt (my choice for the evening), a scarf, or some sort of accessory, it can change an entire outfit:

Anyway, onto the pics!

To round out my weekend, I spent my Sunday brunching with my friend Eva, hanging out with my other friend Alyssa, and walking around the city for almost two hours. By walking for two hours I tried to work off my one too many vodka club soda’s and that late night slice of pizza… well, yeah, I probably didn’t work it all off. So worth it though. Gotta let go every now and then or you’re not living.

Alyssa and I on this gorgeous Sunday.

Enjoy the rest of your night!