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My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality // Oscar Wilde

Tag: Big Apple

// 2014, let’s do this.

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Of course I could make 1 million resolutions to be a better human–to drink less, to design more, to make my own clothing, to eat healthier, to go jogging (literally my least favorite activity), to read more than 75 books, to spend less money on things I don’t need….but I think I would like to take this year a lot like I did 2012. I am just making resolutions that will make me happier, make me smarter, and don’t have astringent guidelines. Because everyone knows that I would only eat healthy and exercise until approximately March before I broke into a McDonald’s and feasted on fifteen cheeseburgers.

Dear 2014, let’s be content. Let’s dance when we want and let’s eat more cheese than should be allowed and let’s have wine with friends (both old and new) and let’s read things that are great and also those that aren’t. Let’s have coffee and work on perfecting the at-home cappuccino and let’s enjoy every step of the grueling process of building a portfolio. And let’s visit new places full of new memories. Let’s just do it all and remember to help others when we can, and as much as possible. Let’s own up to the bad TV shows we are so fond of and let’s laugh at ourselves more than we laugh at others.

2014, I think I’m ready. To be an adult, to grow, to learn, and to be content.

 

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// Roosevelt Island.

The boy and I had a lazy Sunday–coffee at Oslo on the Upper East Side, followed by a long walk to the Roosevelt Island Tram. And a first for both of us new New Yorkers–a visit to Roosevelt Island! There isn’t a ton to do there, but it was named after Roosevelt (Franklin, not Teddy), there was a small outdoor art exhibit, and a beautiful view of Manhattan. Did I mention that the Tram was simultaneously amazing and terrifying? I would also like to point out that Donald has perfected his “super grump” or Grumpy Cat impression (also known as the “Carodine frown” to mostly just me). We ended our leisurely afternoon with a walk through the changing colors in Central Park.

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// Outfit details / recent Frank Sarto ankle booties, found at TJ Maxx / Madewell jeans / sweatshirt was another gift from Yoolee / Kenneth Cole rain coat / hat, thrifted / bag was another find from TJ Maxx //
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// hashtag Eccentrico.

While floating around the internet last weekend, I came across #eccentrico and had no idea what it meant, or why every major magazine was using it. So I began digging through Instagram photos and hashtags did a little research, and Eccentrico is the One Night Only Armani exhibit, and it had finally made its way to New York, after visiting, Tokyo, Milan, Rome, and Hong Kong.

Hannah happened to be in town, so I grabbed her, and we made our way down to Pier 57. After attempting to enter two wrong doors (because of course there was no outdoor sign for the exhibit), we were gawking at some of the most amazing couture we had ever seen up close.

Did I mention that the exhibit was free? Because it was. As I was being ushered into a very dimly lit room with futuristic music blaring, I was told that photos were completely acceptable–their only request was that we not touch the garments. I must say, I have a new respect for the label.

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