First Impressions of the City

Driving into New York through the Lincoln Tunnel was stressful because of the traffic, but exhilarating knowing I'm going to be on this island for the next 3 months. My place I will be calling home is in the New Yorker Hotel located on 34th St. and 8th Ave. (Midtown / Garment District). I live on the 16th floor and share a tiny room with 2 other girls; one bathroom and one closet! Thankfully all my belongings I over packed fit perfectly in my new space. Walking through the city I instantly fell in love - love with the buildings, the colorful characters, the hustle and bustle and of course the FASHION! The streets of New York are like a constant fashion show where you always have front row seats. The girls on the street are tall, rail thin, and beautiful - I don't fit in very well so far unless I suddenly grow 6 inches overnight or drop some lbs. asap (with the price of food and my current status as a poor college student, dropping some weight may be in my future after all!) The official language of New York City is anything but English- every other person is speaking a different language from all over the world. Thankfully no one has assumed I speak Chinese yet...I'll just laugh when it happens or as my dad would tell me to do - make up some jibberish that sounds like an asian language. (xhoji kwaon shlaitjwk sleuignskf) HAHA Classes started today and my first class begins in one hour. I had orientation this morning and everyone seems really nice and super helpful! The studio where I have class is only 5 blocks away from my place, just a short walk thankfully. I'm still trying to find an internship and if I don't have one of those soon, I will hopefully be getting a job at a retail store for some extra cash.
There's so much to do in this city I don't even know where to begin! Stay tuned for more news from The Fashion Student! Love you all! :)

What Hurricane?

So, why bother even making plans when they crumble before you in a blink of an eye; eye of a hurricane that is?  Instead of leaving for the city with my parents and taking our time together over a nice weekend, Irene rears her ugly head and says "I don't think so" to my plans. 3 days later than scheduled I am finally leaving for the city! I am due to arrive on Tuesday morning with just my lovely father. Classes were due to start on Monday with orientation on Sunday, however orientation was postponed and classes were canceled until Tuesday. Damages resulting from Irene are not nearly what was predicted by the dramatic weather forecasters. I don't know about you, but crying hurricane and evacuation are not to be taken lightly. Irene was downgraded to just a tropical storm- no 100mph winds in sight. Irene made me a very unhappy camper this past weekend because my waiting was increased along with my frustrations. I was all packed and ready to go- bags were in the car and all my clothing was in space saver vacuum sealed bags so I couldn't unpack anything and I basically wore the same clothes ALL weekend! At least I'll always remember why I didn't make it to NYC on time....what hurricane?