New York Nights / New York Minute (Part III)

For the Love of Fashion

My New York adaptation chapter finally came to a end when a friend coaxed me into being her wing woman. It was at this point I realized that I have little to no tolerance for what I now term to be shitty (Self-important Hopeless Ignorant Thirsty Tasteless Yucky) guys. Because somewhere between the fashion designer/club promoter proclamation and seeing the inspired "fashion line" on IG that solely consisted of leather pants; I knew "my guy" for the night and I weren't meant to be. As the night went on though, I came to find that my guy wasn't too bad and actually the nicer of the two, as his friend turned into somewhat of a tool. 

New York Nights / New York Minute (Part II)

Call Me, Maybe?!?!

My next incident happened on a night out with the girlfriends. True to our mantra (YOLO), we had decided were going to go all out. We started by going to a few spots in the city and ultimately found ourselves at The Jane Hotel. After a night of stupid fun and dancing away with each other, the realization of the club closing and our night coming to an end began to creep in... because before I knew it, it was every woman for themselves. I almost felt like I was in a twisted version of Cinderella and I had only 10 minutes left on the ticking songs to find my prince.  To make matters I had to make sure these 10 minutes were amazing enough to my prince cometh searching for me beyond the night or at the very least texting. 

New York Nights / New York Minute (Part I)

Alas it's been a month going on two since I last blogged... I'm behind with everything and ashamedly sucking at life right now. Hard as it was to stay away, I had to majorly sort out my life in New York so I could be able to get back to spending my undivided time (or at least try to) on romantically failing and sharing these failures with you all. But! fear no more, because class is officially in session and this past month of exploring the city (aka NYC guy orientation) has left me with a story or two share...