Dear New York Tag

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

“Do you like it?” I look up. A woman motioned with her head to my train read, Never Can Say Goodbye: Writers on Their Unshakable Love for New York. Two minutes earlier, I feigned a grimace to her when I saw a man lean his sweaty back...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted monthly on the anniversary of the date I moved here.  Exclusively datin' the city Hi. My whole life I feel like I’ve been waiting on being here with you. The last four years, especially. And now I’m here. I don’t know if you noticed but I redid the blog. Just for you. I didn’t feel like the website served me anymore. Or gave insight into my growth as a person. I’ve always been a personal style blogger with an emphasis on the person.
I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted monthly on the anniversary of the date I moved here.  Stop the Street Harassment "You're really beautiful," my on-camera coach told me as I washed my hands after using the restroom. Our eyes met in the mirror as she finished, "but you must know that." She continued on--stay with me, asking, "where are you from? New York?" "The men must love you there," she said, sure of herself. Here's the thing, my darling New York. As she said this, I couldn't help but make a face. I lightly touched on this before with you. Perhaps, my tone came across like I was joking. I wasn't. I'm serious. Leave me alone. And, shut up.

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York--a...