Hello from a very comfortable couch in Brooklyn! I am here for a week, trying to get cool people to hang out with me, and eating everything I can reach. It’s going well so far and I am sure my jeans are just tighter because of the weather.
I love this city, and I know everyone loves New York because it’s the best, but I love it more. Being here takes me back to all the moments in Cambodia when I wished, with my whole body, to be here. Being on the subway and chatting with the deli guys makes me feel like myself. Deciding to walk instead of taking the train because it’s nice outside, makes me feel like myself. Bagels make me feel like myself.
I spent the last 48 hours doing some of my favorite things.
-Was at the bottom of a puppy pile
-Had pizza with a view of the whole city
-Saw my biggest lady crush, Garance Doré and smiled like a madman
-Giggled my way through fancy drinks and seriously delicious BBQ
-Had a few more drinks
-Ate oysters on a damn sailboat
-Was stalked by Heidi Klum walking around The Whitney
-Got to celebrate one of my favorite people, Joanna, for her birthday
-Talked for hours with a friend who has known me since the sixth grade.
I will happily move to LA in a few weeks, and I can’t wait to be there. I am ready to go hiking, eat every taco, and sleep with the windows open. I don’t know how long I will be there, or what will happen in the next few years, but New York is my endgame, it always has been.