Wednesday, December 10, 2014
“You are going to eat this e-mail with ketchup. 18 months from now you are going to beg, cry and pray to live in Brooklyn and get out of Manhattan. 18 months. Mark my words” are the words of one of my most clever, savvy and intelligent friends I have in the whole wide world. There’s not one trend or political debate he doesn’t know about, but I have to differ on this one. 18 months have largely gone by, I’m still paying way too much rent for a 55 square meter apartment, but I don’t see myself living anywhere else than in the villages of Manhattan.
Never say never though. Things in my third year living here might be fun, but not as entertaining, and reality might begin to set in even more, getting a wake up call that I still can't afford my rent.
Until then, I will keep on enjoying my strolls through Perry and Christopher streets, my weekly dinners at Rosemary’s, The Meatball Shop or Extra Virgen and afterwork drinks at Highlands.
Dolce Vicca is wearing H&M sweater, vintage skirt and Camper shoes.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Sporting my Fall outfit (without the tights and shoes J) somewhere warmer in the US.
A game of black and white and pretty much the same print all over again.
Dolce Vicca is wearing vintage skirt and T-shirt and H&M jacket
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Life is measured in moments. Good ones, bad ones, moments that will never come back and those we will never forget. Here’s to my first Thanksgiving memory.
I had always been jealous in a way of Americans and their Holidays: they just looked bigger and better than the ones we have in Europe. Halloween must be the one I've envied them the most for. Which kid doesn't like to dress up, get free candy and decorate the house? Independence Day also sounds so much more powerful than a random Quatorze Juillet. And then there was Thanksgiving.
It was featured in every single American series and soap opera I've followed: from Ross, Rachel, Monica and co having fun over dinner in Friends, How I Met Your Mother Thanksgiving coziness, even Two And a Half Men-Charlie Sheen and the Simpsons for crying out loud would have this cozy Thanksgiving Day at some point.
When some people ask me the best time to visit NYC, I tell them from October till December. There’s just something so magical and entertaining about the city. Living in the US and being part of these celebrations feels in a way as a little surreal dream come true.
So today, I’m thankful for living where I live and doing what I do, that little American dream coming true, as cliché as it may sound.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Technically, it's still Fall. I’m just a bit confused: freezing temperatures last week, people in T-shirts yesterday ... There’s also this fashion rule of “no white after Labor Day”. White t-shirts are for Summer, but white coats are very much for now.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Friday, November 7, 2014
Long distance relationships: they suck, they’re painful but they can be wonderful at the same time as well.
Today I raise my glass to Mr Desiderius Erasmus Roterdamus for introducing me to my lovely man and to Ryanair for being there for me when I needed a cuddle from my hubby whilst being on a tight budget.
9 years, 3 different countries, no more long distance - I will keep on following you.