It’s taken over two weeks of careful, painstaking consideration to craft this list.
Yeah, yeah, that’s a lie. I simply waffled back and forth on this, like a basic bitch at brunch. Should I be bad and get waffles? Should I be bad and not write this classic blogger cliché round up? Everyone else and their blog roll is!
It’s January 18th. No one’s writing these posts any more. So now I feel totes original! Haha, really I just realize I enjoy these post from other people so maybe someone will enjoy mine.
Maybe that’s a lie too. Maybe I’m just trying to uphold the only two things people can count on me for: being late and writing blog posts.
Favorite Blogs of Last Year
This is the most New York cliché thing that’s ever happened to me. I was walking in a well populated area in Chelsea at 8:30PM on a spring evening and a guy walked past me, said, “I’m taking your phone”, grabbed my iPhone out of my hand and sprinted down the street. How did I respond? By doing pretty much EVERYTHING you’re not supposed to, starting with chasing after him! But the story has a happy ending!
As both an avid New York City blogger and fan of Harry Potter (old school since 1999), I saw it as my duty to sort the NYC boroughs into Hogwarts Houses. You might think “Um, Brooklyn is totally Ravenclaw!” but let me ilLUMOSnate you as to why that is not in fact the case!
A peek inside the scary, overcrowded space of my online dating inbox. For every nice message there are about 50 I never replied to. After reading this, you’ll see why! (BONUS: you can scroll to the bottom and read the comment from a Troll who thinks I’m too picky. Feel free to agree or tell him he’s an idiot!)
Finally made it to this epic costume parade at Coney Island! This is a feel-good post feel of pictures of creativity, sequins, and boobs. If winter is starting to get you down, it’s a perfect read. Plus, you have plenty of time to plan you costume for the 2017 Mermaid Parade!
When I visited my parents for the holidays, almost every single night, their neighbor knocked on the door to ask my dad to help her with something. This made me:
A. Thankful for my New York cliché unfriendly neighbors and
B. Ruminate on what it will be like if I’m living alone at age 80
A eulogogy to this amzing piece of street art. Yes, this iconic mural that was once visible from the High Line in Chelsea was destroyed last winter. The wall painted over gray. No other outlets were talking about it, so I had to break the news in this post.
That’s a picture of me, on a first date. Don’t you want to know how I ended up wearing this ridiculous ballon hat on a date? Yes, yes you do. It’s a cute story and made me rethink my priorities in a potential partner (#1: he must be okay with wearing wacky, embarrassing hats).
Any posts you remember that you feel like I missed? Haha or does 2016 just seem so far away now, who can remember?!