Around the time I started collecting stacks on stacks of magazines and realizing that I wanted to work in fashion, I formed this dream of moving to New York. Sound familiar? Yeah, well, I guess it's a cliché for a reason. New York has occupied my mind on a daily basis since high school, like a crush you can't stop thinking about. Except now it's more like a love affair. After years and years of daydreaming, I finally made the trip to the city that never sleeps. My only regret of the visit is that I slept too much. But it was incredible, just as I'd imagined. Leaving wasn't easy, but I can't stay away for too long. Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty. Jay's not kidding.
Brick buildings, crisp air, Central Park, fall leaves, BOMB FRICKIN BAGELS. What's not to love?
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