Friday, January 30, 2009


Ok folks, brace yourself ...

McDonald's DELIVERS!!!

I'm not sure why this is so surprising to me, everyone delivers: groceries, Chinese, pizza, etc. But freaking McDonald's delivers!

It's so weird, my friend Niki and I were just talking about how we wished McDonald's delivered. Then today, out of the blue, my new cube-mate at work Cynthia mentioned that they delivered on the lower east side. What?! I was then on a quest to find out if they delivered near me, and sure enough, they do!

I know, I'm way more excited about this than I should be, but come on ya'll! McDonald's delivers!!


So I was passing the time at work and wandered over to a blog I hadn't read in a long time, "Overheard in New York." Basically people submit real, hilarious things they hear on the street, on the bus, on the subway, etc. Here are a few gems I came across today:

Young boy, pointing out the subway window at the Gowanus Canal: Look, mom, a lake!
Mom: That ain't no lake! That's where the dookie comes out!

--F Train

Random guy on street: You have a great day, beautiful lady.
Girl: Thank you.
Random guy on street: No, not you. Her! (points to the girl behind her)

--Waverly Place & 6th Ave

Tourist looking at a subway map, drawing a line with his finger: Where does this train go?
New Yorker: Exactly where you just pointed.

--B Train

20-something grunge girl #1: So I plan on getting really trashed tonight, do you think I can crash there tonight?
20-something grunge girl #2: I wouldn't recommend it. Last time I crashed there I ended up with scabies.

--L Train

Old man: Are you guys tourists or something?
Couple: Yes.
Old man: Is that why you're walking so fucking slow?!

--8th St Station

Tourist trying to get through the turnstile with a credit card: Didn't this work last time?
Tourist friend: Try my Visa, maybe yours is expired.

--Bryant Park Station

Middle Eastern man surrounded by bags of rice: Would you like to buy some rice?
Young woman: No, thanks.
Middle Eastern man: But it's good rice. Good strong rice.
Young woman: Oh, I've got plenty of rice at home.
Middle Eastern man: But your rice no good. This rice much better.
Woman (offended, screaming): You don't know what kind of rice I eat!
(long pause)
Middle Eastern man, sheepishly: Only $20.

--F Train

For Meredith: 
Girl's in Queens for the first time: You can order milkshakes and cigarettes from the diner any time of night? This place is a fucking wonderland!

And the last one, just for Chris:
Boyfriend, looking at girlfriend's iPhone: Who is this guy Nick that you're talking to?
Ditzy girlfriend: don't have to worry about him. He's from New Jersey, so I would never touch him.
Boyfriend: What's that have to do with anything?
Ditzy girlfriend: Hello! Everyone knows that everyone in New Jersey has STD
--7 Train

Happy Friday, everyone.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

New widget

If you're a frequent reader of my blog, you probably noticed the new widget on the top right side called "Chris's Cancer Fund." 

One of my best friend's boyfriend, Chris, was diagnosed with cancer recently. Thankfully, they found it in time and he had surgery to remove it. However, he still has a long and costly road ahead of him, including radiation and possible follow-up surgeries. 

I know it's a hard time for everyone right now, so it's totally understandable if you can't donate anything, but please pass the link along to someone who you think might be able to. I wouldn't ask this of you unless it was for a good reason. I met Chris last summer when Lori came to visit Tampa and he's a really positive, great guy. It's such a shame this had to happen to such a good person. His copay alone is $7,000 and his insurance doesn't completely cover things like CT scans, etc., not to mention it costs $20 to park for every doctor visit. Every little bit helps.

Here is the link to his cancer fund:

This doesn't have anything to do with New York or fashion, but using my blog to help is the least I can do.

Lovely weather this morning

I mentioned to the Facebook world a while ago that no matter how cold the snow was, I still never got tired of it. Let me make one exception: I never get tired of it unless I have to walk to work in it and it's mixed with rain.

Usually walking to and from work while it's snowing is no big deal. It's pretty to look at and as long as you have an umbrella you're fine. Well, not this morning. It snowed pretty heavily last night, but my walk to the subway from my apartment wasn't a problem. It was still fluffy enough to not seep in my shoes and I like the way it crunches. 

But during my commute the snow had turned into rain. Yes, rain. My little weather gadget says "light snow" right now and it's lying. So, the heavily snowed on streets and sidewalks were now mixed with rain which created very wet slush, and a lot of it. It was ankle-deep at every curb.

This morning I made a conscious decision to wear my cute black sneakers instead of boots because they provided better traction and I didn't want a repeat of my spill from a couple weeks ago. Well, that was clearly the wrong choice when my feet were already soaking after only two blocks. Knowing I still had eight blocks to go, I decided to hail a cab. The $4 ride was worth it.

Meanwhile my friends back in Florida are going to the beach. C'est la vie. 

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Lending a hand

In this business it's all about who you know. I first met my boss at the Times at a job fair, then she remembered me when a position became available. My teacher put me in touch with Michelle Lee, InTouch Weekly editor, who put me in touch with Patty Adams, Page Six Magazine editor. You get the idea.

Well for the first time I get to help out a friend of mine. My best friend, Kat, is coming to visit for a week in February. I worked with her at the Times and she also has experience at Creative Loafing, the Crow's Nest, etc. She's gonna be here, she might as well work, right? Well I got her an internship with Harris. 

It took a little persuading. The managing editor was fine with it, but then the CFO wasn't so sure. But after some sweet talk and telling him how talented Kat is (which is true), he agreed. She'll pretty much be helping out where ever it's needed and will probably get to work with a variety of magazines, which will be great for her. And she's getting paid! 

I know when I got the experience of working and living in New York during Fashion Week it really opened my eyes to how everyday life was in the City, and I hope this will do the same thing for her. Hopefully this leads to contacts and skills that will help her career move forward in this time where the industry is struggling.

P.S. To all my other journalism friends: Don't think that just because you visit me you get a free internship! 

Friday, January 23, 2009

Random thoughts of the week

Friendly train conductor: I've been meaning to mention this for a while now. Usually subway conductors are anything but friendly or memorable. Most of them yell out stops and even yell at people who get in the way of the car doors. But every morning as I get on the A train around 8:35, my conductor greets me with, "Good morning! Welcome to the downtown A experience (yes, experience, not train). This is 190 St., next stop will be 181. Sit back, relax and enjoy the ride." 

I remember the first time I heard him. It was Christmas eve and he wished everyone on the train "Happy holidays." At popular stops, he tells everyone getting off the train to have a "wonderful day" or weekend. Just goes to show that no matter what job you have, you should take pride in it and do it to the best of your ability (I say this as I'm blogging at work). It really helps to have a cherry voice greet me as I'm still struggling to wake up, and it makes me smile every day. 

New haircut: Add a free haircut to the list of perks my job comes with. I interviewed stylist Brian Meehan, owner of the Wayne Thomas Salon, on Tuesday. I've interviewed him before and he always gives me great quotes. As I was leaving, I glanced at his prices and asked him about them. "Oh honey I'll do you for free," he responded. Score! I've wanted to get my hair done for so long. The last time I went to a professional stylist was back in September before Fashion Week, and since then I've gone to beauty schools, which leave much to be desired. 

So yesterday I took him up on his offer. I brought in a picture of Paris Hilton's new bob for an example of what I wanted (I know, I shouldn't be using her for fashion guidance, but her hair is cute). He only took a couple inches off the length, but what he really did is take out a lot of the bulk, which is what I really needed. Now my hair is a little above my shoulders and is perfectly shaped for my face. Pictures to come soon.

The second job hunt: I've been applying at a variety of places without any success. The problem with restaurants is that I get off too late to work the dinner shift and no one will hire me just for the weekend, because those are "prime" shifts that they give their best servers. Plus, I don't have "New York experience." Retail stores won't hire me because I haven't worked in retail since 2004, because, oh I don't know, I was working in my actual field. It's not like I've forgotten how to use a cash register or fold clothes, come on. I've applied for a few freelance jobs with no response. I made a profile on this babysitter site with no response. Sigh.

Last night I met this guy Geoffrey at Revival who is the front of the house manager at Bar Brenton. I've seen him at Revival a couple of times before that. He said they were way understaffed and if I came by he'd hook me up with a job. It's right by my office and I've actually been there once before without even realizing it. So today after work I'm going to go by and give him my resume. Hopefully he lives up to his word. 

Also, my job has incredible opportunities for freelancing. Because we do so many magazines a year, they freelance out some of the books. So basically I'd do a whole magazine by myself for a substantial bonus. My boss is having me work with Mackenzie on the book she's doing to get the feel of it, and hopefully in the next month or so I can do one on my own. Fingers crossed.

Weekend shenanigans: Once again, Meredith has come to the rescue for my weekend. Her friend is having a house party out in Long Island tomorrow and she invited me to go. It's kind of a long hike to get there, but I'm going to meet her at her place first and she'll drive me, and I can stay over at her place if I need to. It's a good way to meet more people and I haven't been to a good house party in a long time. Plus, house parties = free. Chris has gone to LA for a conference, so I have the apartment to myself for a week.

That's all for now. This is way longer than I expected it to be. Hasta luego! 

P.S. It got up to 45 degrees today! Whoa heat wave!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Where were you?

Yesterday marked the most historic moment of my adult life thus far. The first black man was elected president.

I was beyond inspired listening to his inaugural speech. He spoke to the two million people who braved the cold to see him in Washington, he spoke to our enemies and allies, he spoke to the young and old, and he spoke to me.

"Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real, they are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this America: They will be met."

"On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord."

"Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America."

"Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions, who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short, for they have forgotten what this country has already done, what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose and necessity to courage."

"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus, and nonbelievers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth.

And because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace."

"Our challenges may be new, the instruments with which we meet them may be new, but those values upon which our success depends, honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism -- these things are old."

"... And why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath."

These quotes and many more left me in awe of my new president. It was the first time I have ever heard a president's speech and was left inspired, hopeful and excited. It was more than his words, it was his genuine earnest and love and patriotism that came along with them.

As I sat in a restaurant with my new boss and coworkers, surrounded by TVs and other hopeful Americans, I felt more patriotic than I have since Sept. 11. I know he won't solve all our problems. I know it won't happen overnight. But I believe the ball has started rolling. Things will get better. Even if you didn't vote for him, even if you don't believe in everything he stands for, even if you think he's too inexperienced, I hope you respect him and know he's a great man. He is our President.

Where were you on this historic moment?

Friday, January 16, 2009

If it's free, it's for me

So yesterday was pretty awesome. I was having a normal day at work when representatives from David Babaii (an all-natural, organic product line with Kate Hudson as their spokesperson) came by to meet with us and talk about their new products (without Kate). They gave us all great swag bags with lots of great, well, swag. We got these sweet ceramic hairdryers that retail for over $120, an organic notebook, volumizer and a $25 gift card to Starbucks. They said they might send over their flat irons for us too, which would be beyond awesome because mine's about to die. I know, I know, it's not "ethical" to take gifts, but I don't work for a newspaper anymore and magazines have different rules. And I really needed a new hairdryer. 

Then Leighanne and I went to a free movie screening of Cherie. It was one of those way-in-advance screenings to get audience feedback and make final changes. It starred Michelle Pfeiffer, Kathy Bates and an unknown leading man, Rupert something. It was set in France at the turn of the 19th century (I think) and followed two retired prostitutes (Michelle and Kathy). Michelle falls in love with Rupert, Kathy's much younger son, and trouble arises when Kathy sets him up in an arranged marriage. It was an okay movie, more like a longer Lifetime movie. The only really good thing about it was Rupert (he was really hot) and the costumes. But hey, it was free and it was the first movie I've ever seen in New York. Oh, and we got free popcorn because we came in the cold. Who said New York was expensive? 

Other thoughts: No, I didn't see the plane crash into the Hudson. It happened around 3:30 while I was at work, and I only heard about it because I was bored and happened to go to where it was the main story. Chris, however, got an up-close view. He does PR for the Army Corps of Engineers and just happened to be on the Hudson working on another project when the plane crashed. He spent the rest of the day helping with the rescue efforts and didn't get home till around 11:30. His parents are coming in today to visit for the weekend, so I get to meet them.

I don't really have any plans for the weekend, besides going to Sunday brunch with Thierry. I'm sure I'll hang out with Chris and his parents some. I have Monday off because of MLK day. Tuesday, Meredith invited me to Yelp's Inaugural Ball. She's a big foodie and writes a lot of reviews for and they invited her to the ball, and she invited me. It's an evening of free food and drinks and we get to dress up. Exciting! 

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Fashion Week Countdown: 25 days

If there's one thing that can cheer me up, it's Fashion Week. I had some down time at work today, so I spent it going through New York Magazine's Pre-Fall 2009 Fashion Week section where they have a sneak peak at what the designers are going to show February 13-20.

From what I can see so far, next fall will be full of the usual muted colors: black, gray, etc., with little pops of color. Black tights with mile-high stiletto ankle boots are on everyone's models. The majority of the pants I saw for women were wide-leg black suit pants, and there's every version of the little black dress imaginable. 

One thing that surprised me was that everyone's collection was surprisingly wearable, except for maybe Chanel's, who's inspiration looked like a combination of the far East and Soviet Russia. My new favorite every-day wear designer is Alberta Ferretti and my favorite evening wear is a three-way tie between Monique Lhuillier, Naeem Khan and Reem Acra.

I can't wait! I hope I get to go to some shows. I know the associate editor, Crystal, usually covers the runway shows, but maybe I can sneak invitations to a couple. I'm sure I'll at least get to experience the inside of the tents again. Three and a half weeks! 

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The day from Hell

Well, I finally had a really bad day.

The morning started off with me sleeping in too late. I've had trouble getting to bed at a decent hour lately, so waking up at 7:30 has been a challenge. I rushed to get ready and make the train on time.

When I was coming out of the subway, I made a quick turn and fell right on my ass. I'm not sure what happened, it wasn't snowing or raining, but my legs came out from under me like a cartoon. I tried to recover as gracefully as possible, but while I continued walking I noticed that something was leaking from my purse. My Coke had burst and everything in my purse was soaked, and it was leaking onto my favorite white coat. Not to mention my arm began to hurt, and now I have a nice bruise.

The work day was pretty normal. I interviewed two stylists and wrote three articles. I hoped that my embarrassing spill was the end of my bad luck for the day. So I went home and organized my room, finally hanging pictures and other things. My mood was excited and it made me feel even more at home.

However, my mood instantly turned when I was talking to my parents and my precious Audrey Hepburn clock fell from the wall and shattered, cutting my ankle in the process. That clock was more than a clock to me. It's been with me through four apartments, life changes and it really defines my style. I've hung it with pride and really loved it. Seeing it in pieces on the floor really hurt, and I began to tear up. The events of the day, plus not getting the job I interviewed for, became just too much.

I know my last post and this one haven't been too happy. I don't want anyone to think that I'm at all regretting my decision to come to New York. But the newness has worn off and the honeymoon is over. I still love New York as much as I ever did, but not every day is going to be a good one, and I think I owe it to all of you to be honest. I wouldn't be a responsible blogger if I just wrote about the happy days.

Leighanne and I are going to Revival tomorrow and I'm going to Sunday brunch with Thierry, so I have things to look forward to this week. Temperatures are supposed to get into the single digits this week with wind chills surely below zero. Sigh.

Sunday, January 11, 2009


I miss the sun.
I miss being warm.
I miss chain restaurants.
I miss grocery stores.
I miss driving.
I miss drive thrus.
I miss the radio.
I miss flip flops.
I miss swim suits.
I miss the ocean.
I miss disposals.
I miss dish washers.
I miss the Independent.
I miss my parents.
I miss you.

Time flies when you're having fun

I can't believe it's already Sunday night. Where did the weekend go?

Friday night was fun. Thierry and I went to an Indian restaurant in Soho. I'm not sure what I had, but it was good. Indian food wouldn't be my first choice, but I'm glad I tried it and wouldn't be against eating it again.

Afterward we wandered around in search of something fun. We came across a bar that had walls covered in license plates, a pool table and $10 all-you-can-drink Bud Light. We had good conversation, and right before we left the bartender did this:

Saturday, Chris and I met up with Meredith at the Opera in midtown. No, not an actual opera, but a club in what used to be the China Club. Meredith's friends got us free VIP and I drank free all night. Hey, if it's free it's for me. It was the first time I had to go through a metal detector and get padded down to get in a club, but once inside the DJ was great.

Today, I had an interview for a brunch serving position at House Restaurant in the West Villiage. The chef/manager was very friendly and said he would call me tomorrow night after he interviewed everyone and made a decision. Cross your fingers for me, because I really need the money.

To be honest, though, I really don't want a second job. This is literally the only time since I started working for Chick-fil-a when I was 15 that I've had weekends off, and every single one has been amazing. Oh well, I guess it's back to reality. And it's a great way to meet more people. Hopefully I have good news tomorrow.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Subway reading

I FINALLY finished The Prince of Tides a couple weeks ago after an embarrassingly long period of time. In my defense, I was in school for most of the time reading other un-fun things, and I had a job ... and I'm lazy.

So yesterday I went on Barnes and Noble's Web site on a quest for new subway reading. I have a built in hour and a half a day to read, and the thought of finally enjoying books and using them to learn new things is exciting. When I first moved to New York, I couldn't understand how anyone could read on the subway because I get carsick ... er, subwaysick ... easily. But now the rocking back and forth of the cars is relaxing.

I had a Barnes and Noble gift card left over from graduation, thanks to my dad's friend, so I had $25 to spend on as many books as possible. Straight to the the bargain section.

I got:
1. There's No Place Like Here - Cecelia Ahern
2. Road Home - Tommy Tenny, Mark Andrew Olsen
3. The Secret Sisters - Joni Rodgers
4. Dangerous Lover - Lisa Marie Rice
5. Promise Not to Tell - Jennifer McMahon

I spent a grand total of $0.90. Not too shabby.

On the way home, I made special notice of what everyone was reading. A young woman next to me was reading the latest issue of The Economist, a man was reading the New York Daily News, a few other women were reading some novels I couldn't see the names of, another woman was reading what looked like a script, a man was reading the New York Times ... and a man was reading Penthouse Pet. Yep, right there, for everyone to see, porn. The man sitting next to him looked very uncomfortable and tried his best not to look at the naked women spread eagle. It made me chuckle. Hey, it takes all kinds.

So I've been sick all week. I've actually had to call out of work twice, which never happens. But thankfully my boss is a saint and is very understanding. I'm starting to feel better now and just have a lagging cough.

I have a fun weekend planned again. On Friday, I'm going to an Indian restaurant in Soho for dinner after work. I guess you could call it a date (insert smiley here). On Saturday, I have an interview for a second job and then I'm on the VIP list for a club called Opera thanks to Meredith's connected friends. Hopefully I have something to celebrate when I get there. And Sunday Meredith and I are going to see the movie, Milk. Yay!

Monday, January 5, 2009

The New York flu

Wouldn't you know it, not an hour after I posted my last entry about how the new year was going wonderfully did a sudden rush of sickness hit me like a truck. Out of nowhere, I was coughing, sneezing, had body aches and a fever, was blowing my nose and feeling just all around miserable. Welcome, New York flu.

Apparently, the New York flu is something you get when you first move to the City, especially in your first winter. The only time I've ever been in a cold climate my whole life was on vacations, and then it was only for a few days at a time. Now five weeks in, my body has decided it doesn't like being cold all the time, and has started to rebel.

I don't remember the last time I had a cold, so I guess I'm due for one anyway. Unfortunately, when I do get colds, they last for weeks. I really hope that's not the case this time.

The only thing that made me feel better today was when the first magazine worked on was shipped to the office. There my name was, in black and white, on the masthead. And there were my stories and pictures. I guess that makes it worth it. =)

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Great start to the New Year

It's three days into the New Year and so far I have no complaints.

New Year's Eve was a blast. Meredith and I went to Crema for dinner and ate way too much good food. Originally we wanted to have a light dinner, but didn't think about the fact that pretty much every restaurant in New York has a preset menu on New Year's Eve. Thus, instead of sharing a few appetizers, we both that three courses of delicious food. It also came with a preset price, which was way more than I wanted to spend, but it was a good experience and I knew I didn't have to pay to get in anywhere or pay for drinks the rest of the night.

After dinner we went to David's party at his apartment in Chelsea. It was a party full of fun people, full glasses of champagne and good conversation, such as Britney's fall from grace and J-Lo's hard childhood in the Bronx. I made a few new friends, and I hope to keep in touch with one woman in particular who lives somewhat close to me. I left the party soon after midnight and was glad to be warm in my apartment before the crowds flooded into the subways. Here's a little snapshot of the countdown:

I did nothing on the 1st, which was perfectly fine with me. I slept in, laid around and that's about it.

Yesterday, Britney and I went to the Met during the day. It was incredible. Our favorite exhibit by far was the Egyptian art. In our favorite room, they actually had a full Egyptian temple you could walk through.

Last night we went to Amalia, a club in midtown, with Meredith and a few of her friends. It was a really fun place with an amazing DJ, and we literally danced all night. We finally left around 3:30 and didn't make it home till around 5. My legs are screaming at me today because of it. It was great to meet more people. I'm really thankful that Meredith has taken me under her wing and is inviting me to all these fun places and introducing me to all these fun people.

I know this year will be full of adventures, and I can't wait to experience them!