Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
6.11.2013
12.14.2010
{ rucksack love }
Ever since I went to NYC this summer, I've been
looking for a fashionable way to carry a lot of
junk in a purse/bag without taking my hiking
L.L. Bean backpack (bright red) with me everywhere.
This very fashionable lady on the subway had
a leather backpack / rucksack that I loved.
It was Fendi, however, and probably cost
her more than my car is worth.
But, I found something! This is so cute!
P.S. I love the little studs.
OK. I am going to have to start saving
my pennies for this Roxy bag.
9.15.2010
[ nyc: a love story ]
This past summer I took two trips to NYC.
The first was for an interview / day in the city.
The second was for a week-long freelance job
Get over it.
The first time I was all hot (it was like, 1000 degrees outside)
and nervous for my interview. I felt very out of place and
oh-hey-check-out-what-got-brought-in-on-the-cattle-truck
and country bumpkinny... not to mention very underdressed.
And then, I got a week-long stint as a freelancer ...
yeah, I'm still bragging. I know, get over yourself, right?
Nope. I'm good ... still basking, glowing ...
Oh, hi. Back to the point.
So, then I went back, and that's where the love
story begins. This small (and I do mean small)
girl from Maine became infatuated with a loud,
hurried, stinky, and psychotic city.
And I mean that as a compliment. If you gave me
a job there right NOW I'd say "OK" and throw clothes,
my Mac, and the September issue of Vogue in a bag.
And some hair gel ... I have some serious curly
poodle hair that can scare the hair off a cat in
the AM. Point being, I'd go.
Oh, hi. Back to the point.
So, then I went back, and that's where the love
story begins. This small (and I do mean small)
girl from Maine became infatuated with a loud,
hurried, stinky, and psychotic city.
And I mean that as a compliment. If you gave me
a job there right NOW I'd say "OK" and throw clothes,
my Mac, and the September issue of Vogue in a bag.
And some hair gel ... I have some serious curly
poodle hair that can scare the hair off a cat in
the AM. Point being, I'd go.
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