"YOU HAD ME AT SHADOW PUPPET"

EAST VILLAGE- THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
THOMPKINS SQUARE PARK-EAST VILLAGE
ALPHABET CITY
I WAS A ROBOT ONCE IN CHICAGO

OH MAN- HAVE I GOT A BLOG FOR YOU!!! SO much has happened since i have seen you last! I actually have things to blog about. Which is fun. Life has drastically changed in the last two weeks and it seems like there isnt a second that goes by that im not thinking about how wild everything is. Im constantly baffled at how life can be so shitty and then go from 0 to 60 in 2.5, ya know?

    So life. oh life. I rolled in to my apt this morning after not having slept here since last Wednesday and greeted mike ruby and Meghan (roomies best friend from college thats staying with us right now) with hugs and kisses. (I think it freaks mike out when i try and hug him and hang out with him in his room all of the time haha) Meghan and i stretched for 30 minutes and then went on a quick winters run down eastern parkway. I may have been in pain with my over worked and under heated smokerslungs yes, but afterwords i felt ecstatic. I litterally felt a body rush from  my work out. Came home and stretched and listened to new Boniver. SO perfect. So SO good.

     I know what you are thinking...why havent you slept at home in the last week? Well it goes a lil somethin like theees...

   Thursday night i decided it was time to party. I had a little extra money and wanted to spend it on jack and cokes with kelan. Kelan is my newest bar hoping buddy. She is a friend of a friends sister that i met through dave/adam/brett. At first i wasnt sure if we would get along so much because she is unlike all my friends at home, but in the last month we have become quite close. She lives in the East Village in this adorable adorable tiny apt on 13th and avenue A. (aka alphabet city) Its so the little brick new york street that you see in movies. Especially at night. When it rains steam comes out of the sewer. When it snows there are small collections of snowflakes littering all of the fire escapes and dumpsters scattered on the narrow sidewalks. Its quaint and almost has a charm overload. It makes me so happy! ANyways- I called kelan up and she informed me that she was going to PLAN B- a bar on avenue b. 

   On the subway i got. I was dressed in a high waisted skirt and a turtle neck (hot) and ready to party. When i show up the long haired bouncer almost doesn't beleive that im over 21. I normally dont have any problems with this but i had full bangs and my choice of fit was very little girl ish if you know what i mean. I get past the door guy and trip into a hot and sweatty crowded bar. Already i can feel it:strange crowd. I find kelan, already tipsy and dancing, and allow her to buy me a drink. We find our way to the back (it felt like swimming in a pool of mud w all of the drunk hotties getting their freak on) of the bar where our friends are dancing and talking. To my surprise it was all of my new york girlfriends! April, Erika, Nissa, and Taea(stripper friend who im OBSESSED WITH)

*****side note- NEW YORK GIRL FRIENDS- This is the group of girls that i have become friend with since i have been here. Again, i have met them through santa barbara people. We all work crazy hours and dont get to hang as much as i would like to but I look at them as my group of friends here. ***********

Anyways- So i see all of my ladies and scream with joy. There were like four of us all hanging out at the same time! I looked around and thought "damn were a cute bunch" All of them are soo pretty and have such great personalities. Maybe were not too close of friends yet but seeing them all there that night made me realize how lucky I am that i just waltzed in to a new city and within months have this huge group of amazing friends. (note to self hang out with them more)

        It was soo good to see them but after one cocktail i couldnt hang. The music was loud and sleezy and i couldnt eve hear anybodys voice. April Nissa and i walked out and headed towards the subway. Cold and windy but still perfectly new york

   On the way i get a call from NIKKI- my favorite person i have met here. Unfortunatly she IS my roomies ex girlfriend...but we just get along so well that we seek to look past the awkness of the whole thing. She is from DC and moved to new york to go to school and persue her artistic/acting/shadow puppeting career. ya no big dea. She had me at shadow puppet.

   So she calls me up and we have a rende vous on second and second(btw east village and soho) I take her to my favorite thompkins square park bar called Doc Holiday's and we have a 5 dollar stella and talk about current events. We talk about our boy situations, how we should live together, how money is tight, but we still have our youths, and lastly we plan our 23rd birthdays together (turkish bath house/indoor pool in midtown. THEME-GOLD) We walk down the street to the french fry shop and talk to the owner who is a little old man that hasnt had a day off in 30 years.  The night is over. We walk down the chilly avenues of south eastern manhattan and call it a night. 

     I wake up the next morning in Nikki's East VIllage apt ready to start my day. OUt her window she has a view of the hudson and The bridges. I inhale and exhale with joy. I love new york.

    Ty sends me an email and asks me to go to QUEENS and pick up the final product of the look book. YAY! extra money and a trip to queens.

********side not two- I LOVE LOVE LOVE QUEENS. Its so beautiful and industrial. If Brooklyn is Romance and Manhattan is sex then Queens is a first date. It makes me giddy.

So i went to LINCO printing and sat in the waiting room waiting for the proofs. When they came my mouth dropped in fright. "Did i really do this? Did i put all of this together?"

The inside cover says stylists Ty and Bridgette Bayley (ty equals my boss) Im so cool it hurts right? But ya, the whole thing looks great. I will have to scan and post it on here so you can see it. I mean i look at it and just cant beleive that i  not only was a part of but somehow managed to put together a whole look book. You know? i may sit here and complain that i dont have a job but shit i freekin pretty much organized the whole ad campaign for spring. ya, i rule the earth.

    I took a cab and gazed upon my husteling and busteling little new york. My taxi packed, never ending gorgeous concrete jungle and its zoo of characters. The cold air made the color pallat of ny brighter and more apparent then usual. Once again, I realized how in love i was. Went back to the showrrom and revealed the finished product to my boss. He was thrilled. We did it! its over and now all we have to do is send it out to stores and press contacts and we will be set. Next stop- the frat bar downstairs for celebratory jack and cokes.

   one our and 2 coctails later im semi stumbeling out of Hickey's realizing -shit i have to go to work! i had to book it to brooklyn, pack a weekend bag, and somehow make it back to the cafe before 7 30! Somehow i did it. I gathered my things and made it to work.

    Later that night I worked coat check at my friends bar. I could get into it but that would take forever. Basically it was a ghetto (im sorry) ass crowd. Bitchy divas and sketchy up in the club gangsters. At one point there was a long line for coat check and some fat beeep said "They gotta get a fast bitch up in this shit!" bc i was too slow. Whatever! I was steaming- no FUMING mad. Over and over in my head i was thinking "god im never ever doing this ever ever again!" OF course a few hours and 260 dollars later i agreed to come back next weekend. Torture but hell it pays the rent

   At one point some guy was FURIOIUS at me because i was taking along time. I cleared my table  and put my change bowl and my phone on the seat next to me. five minutes later my phone was gone. I just knew it. I could just feel that it was the guy who was mad at me. I later found out that since i didnt cancel it right away he started answering my calls and trying to destroy my life. I HATE HIM! I am for sure going to find out who he called and try to eff with him. Maybe call his friends and try to pretend to be the police and scare them into sending my phone back. YAH that will show em! god.

It was 415 and i was finally done. I hopped in a cab and headed to my new crush's  house

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