Photo Dump: Erin's birthday

Best birthday gift ever! Babs!

"Michele birthday move" (Poor E's bursted blood vessel).

Cheers, to 33!!

Falling into it

My friend Kerry totally called me out today... Why haven't I been posting on the good ole blog?! Well, to be fair. I've been lazy. 

With Fall in full swing, I can already tell that all systems are shutting down. And I'm assuming when I get my new sofa (on Sat!!!), it will be full hibernation mode from there. 

I'm only half-kidding. I will not totally resign from life (its nacho/college football season). But I will retreat a bit. I love how Fall is a time for slowing down and giving moments for reflection. Fall reminds me of my first year out of college, and the excitement of living in Boston...of my childhood, playing in the neighborhood and going to UT football games... living in North Carolina, experiencing the leaves changing. And, in New York, the magic of crisp mornings where it feels like there is endless potential and excitement.

Even though, I dread the crazy closet turnover, the daily confusion on how to layer my outfits... and consequently never being dressed appropriately, I'm looking forward to the changes Fall brings. More books, more time with friends, more apples, more outdoors and a bit more time to appreciate to every thing there is a season...

Doin' it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4ga_M5Zdn4

xo

Let There Be Light

 

Ah, how much do we love these installations by Norwegian artist Rune Guneriussen?! They're just so fanciful. Can you imagine strolling through a trail of glowing, flickering lights in the middle of night? Straight-up fairy tale magic.

Monday Motivation

Come On Already

I mean if your Friday wasn't amazing enough...

Photo Dump

New hood!!

Move-in Essentials

Part Deux

New View

Buds for him.

Friday night on the water

Chattin' fashion and footwear

Gluttony

Smorgasburg!

Slices of heaven

Morning run. Hello, Hudson.

Morning walk

Sunday night dinner

Authenti-City.

UWS: Two Sides to Every Coin

Its been exactly a week since waking up in my new apartment. Its so strange how one week can change your perspective. My first night last week was overwhelmingly strange and sad. Granted Erin came over and my new BFF/broker Melissa dropped by with some house warming goodies (Champagne, take-out menus, and vitamin water. So nice). But the overall feeling was fear. "This place is too big for just me." "This place is too nice for me." "Did I make the right move?" I know these may sound like trite worries, but I couldn't shake this feeling of loneliness either. I no longer had a small space with stuff surrounding me. It was so open and foreign.

In just one week though I've fallen in love with my new space. And the strangeness, the sadness of moving on, and the loneliness has subsided. It is a real home. Its my new home! It has already been filled with friends, family (yeah, the rents were in town), and lots of laughter. My new neighborhood is the best. I've already met neighbors, found my go-to yoga studio, my go-to pub, the famous Zabar's cheese counter, and a nice morning run/walk route in the park.

It's kinda amazing how creating more space, new space in my life with its risks and messiness has created more space, new space in my head and heart. Noted, Life. Noted.