grace + new york (part 3)

How I know I've been gone for too long- Jeremy Lin has already graced Sports Illustrated TWICE since my last post. I guess I have some 'splainin to do. Probably the biggest deterrent from posting has been my new laptop malfunctioning BIG TIME. Ive never encountered a problem that a reformat couldnt fix until now (all thanks to unsafe streaming of Downton Abbey episodes). So currently, my laptop is still blue-screening even before it can boot up Windows. No bueno. Other than that, the lag's been due in part to a mix of rotations-jadedness, some life changes, lots of napping, general lazy behaviors, and conceptualizing a joint project called RicaRica with my best friend, Amanda. "Ricarica" literally means "a recharge/refill" in Italian, and we thought that it'd be such a cute representation of what our site will offer- affordable, gently used and new clothing. We're planning on debuting it sometime this month, but until then, here are the rest of those promised NY photos.







ippudo: ramen bowls behind the bar



ippudo: special of the day- cheese ramen

9/11 memorial site

NY group :)
the gals
 
 

I learned that when Target says "made for children" on their glow-in-the-dark star glasses with children
wearing them on the packaging, dont doubt.
 



what I wore on NYE:
dress: Lulu's Peppy Peplum Dress in magenta
necklace: F21
shoes: Aldo's nude pumps


grace + new york (part 2)

Ben's Pizza: Classic case of pizza envy.


Good ol' classic American breakfast. It's not to be trifled with.

 
 
A must-do! Tandem biking through Central Park

Three very confident young men.
Columbus Circle

Chinatown

Boka: watermelon soju and korean fried chicken
carousel at Bryant Park
 
 
 
 

Ah, nostalgia. Last installment of NY trip photos including some of my favorite NYE photos will be up next Sunday evening. I wonder how my vacation buddies feel about waiting so long for these pictures... Sorry guys :( 

Houston folk, I need help finding a place to live come May after graduation, and of course, SAFETY is my number one issue now. I assumed paying a premium like $900+ for a 1-1 would help filter out the places with higher crime rates but www.apartmentratings.com has me now convinced that unless I shell out $1300/mo for Mosaic near Hermann Park, I will have to live waiting for the day my apartment door gets ninja-ed by some good-for-nothings. Of course, I could get renter's insurance, but does being reimbursed for the theft of my chevron tray that I snagged right before it sold out during a flash sale really comfort me? No, it doesnt. And does it pay for the time spent worrying what kinds of bacteria the perpetrators tracked into my place from their filthy shoes? Nope. As you can see, I grew up in the 'burbs, and the closest place to a city I've lived in is Austin which spoiled me rotten. For instance, my number one concern in apartment-hunting in Austin used to be finding a place close enough to campus with WINDOWS for optimal LIGHTING.  Safety versus window placement; times have changed. 


I dread tomorrow. We hardly celebrate holidays in healthcare.

grace + new york (part 1)

 
 
 
 
 

Okay, my multitudes of readers, I am committing to one post weekly at the very least. Can I get a huzzah? Hello? *echo*. right. anyway. It's happening even if it means I will have to dip into my pharmacy stories which would completely miss my target demographic. Of course, they took away the most glamorous part of our job, free knick-knacks from drug companies like the Viagra ballpoint pens and the Mucinex character dolls. Maybe we could work the angle of the importance of being complaint with prescribed medications? Anyway, I'll have to work this all out in a less public manner. Now, about my year so far...

I started it off in NY which I unexpectedly fell madly in love with. I loved it so much that I trulia-ed (trulia.com- one of my go-to "single girl behaviors") the crap out of the city which squashed any hope of ever living in a cute little "brownstone". At the time we waltzed down the street scoffing about "how terrible the living conditions must be living in one of these tiny places" and found out the very ones on that street are worth 9 million dollars. Needless to say, dont call me over to come appraise your goods. I may be shorting you out of a couple bucks.

Oh and that frenchie pup- her name's Truffle, shes from Houston, TX, and shes $1500!

"Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard, and you’re kind, amazing things will happen."
- Conan O'Brien
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