Part of the fun of having a friend visit is playing tourist while they’re here. In this case, she insisted on going to Ellis Island. Not a trip I ever thought I would take, but it sure was interesting.
Taylor Swift is not someone I would have expected be on the cover of Vogue, but I do like it despite not liking her. I opened the magazine and decided to read the article but closed it after this paragraph..
As we crawl through lower Manhattan gridlock toward Alexander Wang’s showroom, we wind up in a conversation about how one never really gets over high school. If Swift has been criticized for being somewhat arrested in her creative development—stuck in prom, as it were—that tendency has lent her an uncanny ability to capture in her songs the vulnerable mind-set of teen girls everywhere. “Why you gotta be so mean?” she sings in the straight-up country song that defined her amazing year in many ways and has been nominated for two Grammys. Clearly, her school days remain all-too-vivid. (Vogue)
She’s only three months younger than me and not over high school? I feel like I got over that years ago. I think she needs to grow up.
I am happy to report that my month-long search for an apartment has finally ended. Looking back, it’s definitely been an interesting journey. From a roach-infested apartment in Queens to a cute, but tiny apartment in Harlem, I thought I’d never find one at all. My roommate and I had two separate occasions where we were sure we had finally found “the one.” But as life goes, things don’t work out and we found ourselves back at square one - and still looking.
Craigslist was full of scams, no-fee sites were actually brokers and newspaper listings were hard to even contact. We tried everything to avoid brokers and the hefty fee that comes with them but unfortunately, New York seems to be run by them. Getting desperate, I reached out to other Mizzou alumni who all said to avoid brokers but ironically, they all seemed to have used them - including myself.
Yep, we caved. The process of looking for apartments in New York is so hard compared to Missouri, or even Chicago. Everyday was spent looking for apartments - I had even started looking by foot and calling management companies to ask about any openings, but time was limited. With less than a week left until my sublet was up, we finally signed one through a broker for an apartment in the UWS.
I really love the area. It’s near Columbia University, Riverside Park and there are cute stores and restaurants all over Amsterdam Avenue. I think it’ll be a good first place.
So I’ve been settled here in New York for about a week so far and it seems I couldn’t have come at a more perfect time! I’ve followed Fashion Week coverage in the past but there’s nothing like being in New York for it. I’ve had an awesome opportunity to attend QVC’s Fashion Week events including Fashion’s Night Out and a live runway show this past Saturday. I’ve included some pictures below!
*Note to potential employers - I can make slideshows!
I’ve never done much entertainment reporting, but in the past couple of days I’ve gotten a good sense of it. It’s been really cool getting to see all these celebrities up close and I’ve met so many new people in the industry, which is a huge plus. I can’t wait to see what the rest of the week has in store for me.
While hostel living has been very interesting, I can happily say that I no longer have to sleep in a room with 11 other girls who come and go at odd hours of the night and set their alarms for 5:30 in the morning. Yep, I’ve moved onto something bigger and better:
That is an inflatable queen sized mattress that I’m currently sleeping on. I’m living the dream out here and I’ve even found an outlet for my creativity…
That is my makeshift nightstand.
With an unfurnished room, I don’t have many options but I’m super pumped that I finally found somewhere to stay. It’s until the end of September, which works out. A friend and I are going to start looking at more permanent apartments with leases that we can move into in October. Not sure on location but we have some time.
I’ve strolled around the neighborhood a little. Astoria is really diverse so there’s a lot going on. Astoria Park is only a few blocks away so I plan on checking that out sometime this week. But I took a picture of the view while I waited for the subway today..
My entire time in New York so far has been nothing but room hunting and occasionally sitting down at a local Starbucks to relax - which really means I drink coffee while browsing for rooms on Craigslist. Going from room to room when one is located in Queens and the other in Brooklyn takes a bit, especially since I take the wrong train or get off at the wrong exit. But alas, today I made a trip from Upper Manhattan to Brooklyn mishap free.
How I got from staying around Penn Station to suddenly in Upper Manhattan? Well my first day of room hunting went okay. I saw a room in Astoria, which I absolutely loved. The location was awesome, but the room wasn’t available till Monday - not good timing with a hotel checkout the next morning. I said I’d let her know - an oops in New York because rooms go so fast. But I had another appointment in the “Upper West Side” which turned out to be Harlem. I hear there are nice parts of Harlem but that’s definitely not where I was. Made it five blocks before I turned around - I couldn’t even look at the room. So I found myself homeless. My mom seemed more panicked than I was but I booked a weekend at a hostel while I continued my search.
I’ve never stayed at a hostel - my mom has never even heard of them (haha). But it’s actually really cool and dirt cheap. The amount I paid for the entire weekend is the same I would pay a night for a cheap hotel in New York. It’s mostly people from other countries. I’m staying in a room with 10 other people, some from Australia, Britain and even Poland. The girl from Poland somehow knew I was Polish just by looking at me. It’s funny how that always happens between people of the same ethnicity. But so far it’s been good, no horror stories. They hold events for everyone staying here and do tours and go clubbing. It kind of reminds me of when Americans go on vacations in foreign countries and stay at resorts. Very interesting.
But other than that, I saw another room tonight that I actually have a chance at getting. It’s in Brooklyn and they’re going to let me know tomorrow but they said it’s between me and some other person. If not, I have some more appointments for tomorrow.
On a side note: I can’t believe how hot the guys staying here are. All from other countries and they all have accents. I used the stairs instead of the elevators today and somehow ended up in the mens corridor. Can’t really complain since some were walking to the showers wrapped in towels..
So today was a very long day. I flew out of Chicago at 7:30 a.m. and landed in Richmond around 10 a.m. so I had a lot of time to kill before my next flight. I got some lunch and browsed through more room listings since I will be homeless in two days. When I landed in Newark, I was able to find the train fairly quickly. The people working at the airport were extremely nice, surprisingly. They were standing at every corner helping people out so I didn’t even get lost.
After a 20-something minute train ride, I finally got to Penn Station. All I can say is thank God I only brought one suitcase with me. I may have had a minor meltdown trying to pack everything in one suitcase, but it would have been worse if I had to drag two huge suitcases through that station because it turns out, the escalator was broken. I had to drag 50 pounds of luggage + my carry-on baggage. It was a nightmare. AND when I got to the hotel room I was so exhausted and I couldn’t wait to get into my room, but they couldn’t find my reservation. It took 20 minutes before they finally found it.
Long, long day. I planned on spending the rest of the day outside but I passed out cold right away and just woke up. I’m excited to start a fresh day tomorrow without all the hassle. But on a side note, my dad said if I ever feel hopeless I could just think about my parents coming to America with one suitcase and a dollar - life could always be worse.
Took this about an hour ago while I was looking for food. Despite the dump truck, it’s still pretty.