any change

Life is a glorious opportunity

-Audrey Hepburn

It's felt like a Hootie and the Blowfish, stare at the moon, walk a little slower kind of week. or whatever music you listen to or rituals you do that will take you away. walking through Union Square's sea of starving artists, creative geniuses, and tourists fumbling with dollar bills and clunky cameras smoothly led me into this mentality. one far from reality and into my own realm of thoughts and flow of creativity.

This week in the store, the interns did a photoshoot in some of the clothes for a page on the website. Adorned in a $1600 Stella McCartney dress and $600 Alexander Wang heels following a camera, although not phasing a single passer-by, I transformed into a rockstar. At 5'3'' I'm much too short to be a model. but rockstars have no physical limits.

I also helped assemble a customer approval order worth $68,000 for Mrs. Jessica Seinfeld, wife of Jerry as well as calmly greeted the occasional celebrity and high dollar consumer. Today another intern and I were given a $5,000 order to deliver on Central Park West. Entering the the first floor with sky high ceilings, we were directed to an elevator that took us to heaven. On the top floor, the whole top floor, dwelled the owner of the chicest apartment I've seen in the City. If that wasn't motivation to make it big in New York, I'm at a loss.

Another motivation met five girlfriends and I at a bar on a docked boat floating on the Hudson last night. This time it came in the form of a 6-foot, blackberry and AmEx wielding, free-spirited finance man and his co-workers (ladies and interns included) we all sat down as he bought us at least 7 pitchers of Sangria and dinner for everyone. He lectured us on love, life, and making it in New York. Judging by the multiple waterfront properties he owns, we figured he'd be a good source of insight. We ended the citylit evening with a round of shots and town cars to take us home, all on his tab naturally.

I seem to be catching some of New York's contagious confidence. I feel like I'm beginning to identify with who it is I really am, as cliche as that sounds. Life will never be without pain and frustration, but realizing who you are and having the courage to be that person makes it a whole lot easier.

So as the seagulls have turned into pigeons, the trolleys into open-top buses, the "yalls" into "yous", the bikini-clad beach blondes into androgynous brunette supermodels, and the sand-covered 57 on the seawall into two numbers glanced at by millions as they wait for their subway home, I'll still be the same person, the same confidence, independence, and spirit. Living, learning, and evolving in new york this summer has had more than something to do with that.

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