Cheers to you, New York City

I graduated from Miami University exactly one year ago from May 7, 2011. 12 days later, I packed up my life and moved to New York City. This was always the plan, it was a life long dream. I was that friend talking about some place called Magnolia Bakery and how their cupcakes would save your life. How Greenwich Village was like a storybook and I'd live there one day if I could (I've since come to realize I'd rather live in Gramercy and play in Greenwich.) I wasn't always sure what I would do here but I knew whatever it was, it had to be here.

It's one year ago to the  day that I moved to NYC. Sometimes I still feel new here, and in truth, i'm only just beginning to settle into my life here. I thought I'd never stop making the same mistake of going uptown instead of downtown or vice versa. After my first day in the city, I got lost on the train for two hours. Now I mostly know how all the subway lines connect and how to get from point A to point B. But more than knowing how to get around, I learned how to get by.

They say it takes a full year for someplace new to feel like home. I still call Ohio home since that's where I've lived most of my life but, NYC has certainly lived up to my expectations. I fretted so much about what to do today. I felt like I had to have the quintessential New York day to honor this anniversary but then a friend put it into perspective. Instead of doing New York-y things for the sake of doing them just because today is a significant day, I can instead realize that this is my life now. This city isn't a place i'm visiting anymore, it's where I live.

In the interest of full disclosure, I want to make it clear that this year hasn't been easy. This year in the city hasn't been easy. For every glamorous night out, there is a tedious morning commute. For every exciting new friend you make, there is a deeply missed one somewhere far away. The amazing meals in fancy restaurants you know you couldn't experience anywhere else cost three times as much as anywhere else. This Thought Catalog piece is so honest in exposing the ugly side of New York. Like the end of the article suggests, most people who move here eventually move away. This city has a way of draining your energy, you can only keep up with it for so long. So if one day I do move away, I'll be oh so glad for my time in the greatest city on earth.

New York, you've been quite an adventure. I have no idea what else you've got up your sleeve but you've got me hooked and i'm willing to stick around to find out, at least for a while. 

I dream of real estate

It's been a crazy day filled with too much work and not enough sunshine. I already treated myself to chocolate but somehow, i'm left desiring more. Don't worry, I was shocked too. As I started to daydream about better things to come, my thoughts landed upon old photographs I'd forgotten I had. I saved these upon one of my many fantasy New York apartment hunts long before I got my New York internship. If I had to tell you one reason why these pictures mean so much to me it's that, in my head, this is what I imagine when I think of my New York [real estate] dream. In the chaos of the concrete jungle that is the City, having a paradise like those to come home would be the ultimate comfort. It's like a well kept secret you got to first, and made your own. Take a look:



Look at all the space! And the French doors! And the beautiful windows! And the ceiling fan! And the coffee table! And the hardwood floors! Okay, you get it.



Imagine waking up that view, with all the gorgeous light! That bed looks like the best sleep of my life. I love the bedding, it fits so beautifully with the color palette while introducing new textures into the decor.



Oddly enough, this is my favorite picture and my favorite part of the apartment. There is something so majestic about that view, how intimate that table for two is, and the simplicity of the flowers in the window. Maybe it's because i've woken up in New York to this very light (unfortunately not the same view) that i'm so enamored with these photos but whatever the reason, it's a lovely space isn't it?

I know I could have chosen to idolize photos of a penthouse apartment or something of the likes but to me, this is perfect. It's out of reach for now but very much attainable one day in the future. I stupidly did not save the listing for this apartment so I don't know what neighborhood or street it's on but, I suppose it's not all about the apartment. It's about how it feels to me and surely i'll find a place that will make me feel this real estate infatuation again, right?

On a side note, the interior decor of this place is not my taste at all but i'm head over heels for the actual structure of the apartment. I just had to put that out there so no one thinks i'm a 30 year old at heart.