One time,
I turned 24 on July 24, 2014 and was like-
holy shit.
I'm 24.
On July 24th.
#goldenbirthdayproblems
So then I decided to move to New York with no job and a temporary apartment and probably not enough money and definitely not enough shoes,
because if I can't be Britney Spears by this age (childhood aspiration unfulfilled), I might as well be not-Britney-Spears in NYC,
#AMIRIGHT?
No. I am probably very wrong.
But am I mildly delusional and definitely melodramatic?
Fer shiz.
So I'll probably get really discouraged and feel left out by all the cool NYC blogger BFFs with a million @Instagram #followers
and successful entrepreneurs
and also people with jobs
so everyone
and then there's the fact that I'm weird which also might not help so much either--
ALAS
If you can't be dumb and impractical in your 20's with no one's life to ruin but your own
and maybe your mom's because you literally talk like twice a day and it's actually becoming a problem
then when can you???
Right??
I mean, probably the answer is whenever, because- as I've learned- idiocy is timeless. Regardless, I'll proceed to seize the moment by seizing a plane next Friday with two suitcases AKA just a lot of impractical shoes and blazers and landing in NYC with no job---- did I mention I don't have a job----and heading to an apartment AKA really just a bed, in a neighborhood with strangers I don't know AKA just strangers because I'm pretty sure not knowing them is in the definition and SCENE.
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| tee: gap, shorts: 3.1 phillip lim, shoes: nordstrom/tildon, watch: la mer, glasses de sun: vintage ray-bies random "z" on my hand: don't remember but probably something very relevant |
in sum :
Happpppyyyy birrrttthhdaayyyy tooooooo mmeeeee.
Cheers.
**feel free to assume I blew out all the candles with one breath and now have 24 boyfriends.
photos not by my blogger boyfriend
Happy Birthday Gab!
ReplyDeleteI'm planning quite a big move myself in the new year, so I get the equal parts terror/excitement/what the hell am I doing/there is no way I can fit all my shoes in this bag/shit, I have no job or place to live thing - especially the shoes.
The thing is, you're right, there really is no 'right' time to do anything. What I keep telling myself (about a dozen times a day) is that nothing is forever - even a move to the other side of the world - but if I don't get on a plane, I'll regret it for as long as I breathe oxygen.
Also, if I don't take all my shoes, it's the perfect excuse to buy some new ones ;)
Good luck in NY - not that you'll need it, you irrepressible human being, you!
kb xx
oh man. You're so freakin' nice.
Deleteand I so agree w/ you on the no "right" time. I love your mindset. I mean- it's only life, right ?
I feel the same way about potential regret, though. My key motivator.
& WHERE ARE YOU GOING??
You make 24 look good grl. And, uh, so excited you're moving here!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletexx Harling
& you make younger-than-24-and-still-cooler-than-me look even better.
DeleteHappy Birthday, my dear! And yes, you should just gosh darn go for it. You have my approval! 100%. I am going to miss you in WI, even though I haven't seen you in months. But if you ever need a pep talk, or someone to say "go for it" or "just do it". I'm your girl. You're 24 and you've got this whole entire crazy life in front of you. Kill it. NYC will love you. It will be crazy but it will. Good for you for taking the leap and jumping off the high dive. And if it gets crazy, remember there's always room for negotiation and you can always come home. Xo!
ReplyDeleteSo proud of you, go do it and see what happens! So exciting wining you nothing but the best adventures and with your personality you will make friends in no time and a job? Come now may not be the dream job but you can get a job ;)
ReplyDeleteGOOD LUCK BABES and happy bday!!!
xx