Woodchuck Hard Cider & NYC

Currently I’m sitting in Starbucks feeling like a complete poser. Though in reality, I don’t have a desk in my apartment, and when I try to work on my bed I fall asleep. So I had to come here!

New York is a place where I feel at my best. I feel most inspired in cities and, unlike the popular belief about women, I’m not directionally challenged. So this new environment doesn’t scare me.

 I like it here because if you smile you have the possibility of making a friend. I have a very charming smile, if I may say so myself (gag). 

I’m no knockout beauty, I consider myself around average. Because of this, I get people with my smile. I make friends with my smile. And in a city where most people are in too much of a hurry to smile, it gets you places!

If you’re strong enough to live in a city, can handle the weirdo’s, can ignore the catcalls while passing construction workers, move now! Plus I could use more Colo. friends.  

I moved out here January 7^th, 2012. I start my internship January 16^th, 2012. 

My first week here, being that I had no plans, I made goals for myself. These were connecting with friends and maybe finding a man friend (I had more - but these were my priorities - desperate? maybe). 

So far I have connected with a few friends, but no such luck finding any male friends; besides one gay male that is a friend of my female neighbor – I’m not counting him cause we didn’t exchange names. 

Working in the fashion industry I have discovered some of my greatest fears. One is failing. I don’t like to think about this cause I don’t fail – I’m too competitive, too driven and too awesome to fail (this is what I like to tell myself). 

My second fear is being lonely. For the past year and … well, year and a half I have been in a monogamous, open or off-and-on relationship.  This combination was mostly with one man. 

That being said, I have come accustomed to having affection, praise and love in my life. 

One could say you’re parents give you affection, praise and love. These people have never been in a relationship where the man adores you. Having a man do this for you makes everything, no matter how good or bad your day was, okay. Plus it makes you feel special, pretty, and did I mention special (gag, again)? 

But coming here, I have discovered reality. My friend Molly from CSU would be proud. 

As good as relationships can seem and as scary as loneliness may appear, it makes you stronger, grow and rely on yourself more. And really, you only have yourself at the end of the day. 

And even though it sucks to come home to an empty bed, a gal sometimes has to throw on her coat, run down to the corner store, and buy herself a drink – my drink of choice last night was Woodchuck Hard Cider. 

Cheers!