....and now that song is stuck in my head. And yours! ha!
The weather here in New York has been absolutely insanely gorgeous this past week. 70 degrees in March! HEAVENLY! (shhh don't bring me down with talk of global warming. Let me stay in my happy bubble). Nice weather in the city always makes me want to walk everywhere and I have the giant blisters on my feet to prove it. Trust me, as a girl who walks everywhere she can to begin with, it takes a LOT to actually form blisters. I even had to buy a new pair a shoes since I was about 3 blocks from walking holes in my favorite pair of black flats.
My walking tour begin late Thursday night after seeing the midnight showing of The Hunger Games (Mini review: Loved it!). It was about 3am and I walked home from 68th and Broadway and it couldn't have been more perfect. There's just something breathtaking about walking around the city at that hour. There aren't many people on the street and I am in no rush so I can actually relax and take everything in. I'm about to write myself into cliche-land here, but during those moments, I really feel like the city is MINE. It makes me so grateful that I am able to live here. When I was a little girl, I always dreamed I would be here. Like Mary Anne from The Babysitters Club (minus the crippling shyness and social anxiety), I was always drawn to this place. Maybe it was my desire to be like Stacy, but there was no doubt in my mind that I would call this city Home. No matter how many years I've been here, it still amazes me that that dream is my current reality. Ok, so I'm not nearly as fashion savy as Stacy, but I do have curly blonde hair (side note: thankfully I do not have diabetes).
Another place I got to wander about is probably my favorite place in the city. The High Line. No, it's not some big secret that only cool in-the-know city dwellers can find. In fact, it may be a bit touristy at this point, I'm not quite sure. Do tourists wander that far west? I don't know, and at this point, I don't really care. I love it. So. Much. Again, take a trip with me to cliche-land (I kind of love living there as much as I love living in NY sometimes), but it's everything I love about the city in one place. I love the juxtaposition between old and new, the fact that they took something completely decrepit and falling apart and made this haven out of it. There's art everywhere and flowers and happiness and goodness and joy. I'm actually kicking myself for not taking pictures, but it was pretty overcast by the time we got there. Now that the weather is warming up a bit, I can't wait to spend more time there! There's even rumors of it getting wifi this summer so maybe I'll actually go there and get WORK done! SO MUCH JOY!!! I think Stacy would totally be psyched to hang out there with her laptop while crunching on carrot sticks.
You know, now that i think about it...I think my new life motto should be "What Would Stacy McGill Do?"
How about you? who was your favorite Babysitter and why?
The weather here in New York has been absolutely insanely gorgeous this past week. 70 degrees in March! HEAVENLY! (shhh don't bring me down with talk of global warming. Let me stay in my happy bubble). Nice weather in the city always makes me want to walk everywhere and I have the giant blisters on my feet to prove it. Trust me, as a girl who walks everywhere she can to begin with, it takes a LOT to actually form blisters. I even had to buy a new pair a shoes since I was about 3 blocks from walking holes in my favorite pair of black flats.
My walking tour begin late Thursday night after seeing the midnight showing of The Hunger Games (Mini review: Loved it!). It was about 3am and I walked home from 68th and Broadway and it couldn't have been more perfect. There's just something breathtaking about walking around the city at that hour. There aren't many people on the street and I am in no rush so I can actually relax and take everything in. I'm about to write myself into cliche-land here, but during those moments, I really feel like the city is MINE. It makes me so grateful that I am able to live here. When I was a little girl, I always dreamed I would be here. Like Mary Anne from The Babysitters Club (minus the crippling shyness and social anxiety), I was always drawn to this place. Maybe it was my desire to be like Stacy, but there was no doubt in my mind that I would call this city Home. No matter how many years I've been here, it still amazes me that that dream is my current reality. Ok, so I'm not nearly as fashion savy as Stacy, but I do have curly blonde hair (side note: thankfully I do not have diabetes).
Another place I got to wander about is probably my favorite place in the city. The High Line. No, it's not some big secret that only cool in-the-know city dwellers can find. In fact, it may be a bit touristy at this point, I'm not quite sure. Do tourists wander that far west? I don't know, and at this point, I don't really care. I love it. So. Much. Again, take a trip with me to cliche-land (I kind of love living there as much as I love living in NY sometimes), but it's everything I love about the city in one place. I love the juxtaposition between old and new, the fact that they took something completely decrepit and falling apart and made this haven out of it. There's art everywhere and flowers and happiness and goodness and joy. I'm actually kicking myself for not taking pictures, but it was pretty overcast by the time we got there. Now that the weather is warming up a bit, I can't wait to spend more time there! There's even rumors of it getting wifi this summer so maybe I'll actually go there and get WORK done! SO MUCH JOY!!! I think Stacy would totally be psyched to hang out there with her laptop while crunching on carrot sticks.
You know, now that i think about it...I think my new life motto should be "What Would Stacy McGill Do?"
How about you? who was your favorite Babysitter and why?
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