At first you’re like:
But then when it misses you and you need to save face in front of the people around you, you’re like:
every damn day
Living in New York makes you wish you were thinner, hotter, richer, more successful and every other thing you hope you’ll be but are ok with not being when you live basically anywhere else. I didn’t look at the NYC skyline and think “I made it,” I looked at it and thought about all the ways I failed.
The other day I took a cab from Kennedy to my apartment after visiting my family in Mexico and quitting my shitty customer service job. I felt so excited to see the skyline and know that I live here. I’m entering this new chapter of my life, and all I feel is lucky. It might be terrifying, disappointing, or awful… but I’ve realized in the past few months a benefit to life in New York: There’s always a new chapter to start, always a new beginning if you choose to grab it.
“she keeps a toothbrush at my place / as if I have the extra space”
heard this playing a restaurant the other day, and finally realized I understood this part now that I live in the city.
Just treated myself for no reason other than I’m a little homesick for Brooklin, Me. and also in love with New York… and no one gets that like this guy. (Taken with instagram)
Edit: Also, it was $6!
Oh hey, BK.
“You act like we’re so worried about keeping up with social norms. He’s drinking champagne out of a flamingo.”
Right. It’s not really the show itself I have a problem with — as in, what happens in those 30 minutes it’s on the air might be entertaining to some degree, in the same way any show that you can relate to a tiny bit but generally think of as a form of escapism can be entertaining. I think it’s more about how the show has been marketed and packaged, which includes the title. Girls doesn’t make you think it’s about these four specific girls with their four specific problems, but rather that it’s about all girls, especially those in their mid-20s and especially those trying to make it in the liberal-artsy world, and especially trying who attempt to do so in New York. It doesn’t have the Sex & The City-ness (for example) of explicitly stating: This show is about sex and some people in New York City who have sex, and as such, you might relate to them but you also might not because we are not going to pretend that every 30-something woman is running around New York City having dating disasters.
Well done, New York. Proud to be with you in this.
(Thanks for the link tip, Annabel.)
I have read this so many times, I think I could recite it by heart.
Today — April showers.
