I was raised in Colorado but truly feel that I grew up in New York City. The last five years have changed me in more ways than I can describe. I look older, I feel older, I’d argue I’m slightly. I am totally changed. The experiences I’ve had here have been completely incredible, words can’t fully express how amazing and challenging living in this big, crazy, dirty, place has been. I wouldn’t take it back for anything and can’t even imagine another way of life, the city has become comfortable, safe, home.
A few years ago I heard a friend describe Manhattan as a huge Disney World and it’s totally true. It’s hard to even count the number of times that I got out of the subway and just thought, where the fuck am I? I’ve never seen this street before, did I get off at the wrong stop? Then I’d find what I was looking for, or better yet, stumble upon the coolest store, restaurant, gallery, or street art, and just be glad to be there, to have found something so original. Grateful for every tiny thing that I found.
I also remember other days when getting back on the subway seemed impossible, where the winter was literally going to kill me ( NYC invented the ‘winter blues’) and if I had to walk another step with 10 bags of groceries from a tiny, shitty, overpriced bodega I thought I may fall over or just sit down and cry on the street. This place is real like that and everyone who lives here gets it, people aren’t rude, they just know quiet comes at a premium.
I’ve grown leaps and bounds in my career here as well. I made no money, then plenty of money, then no money again, but that taught me the importance of experiences and has helped craft my understanding and definition of value. Although working in NYC can be trying and make even the most bright-eyed passionate worker bees jaded, every bit of this experience has been invaluable. I’ve met the greatest, smartest people ever and I’m so fortunate for the friends I’ve made. I feel like I’m on track to what I may want to be when I grow up…maybe.
My husband Wyatt and I have come a long way together as well and being here allowed us to grow together and realize we can never share a bathroom again. We’ve learned so much. We moved here together, made amazing friends together, visited a ton of places and even got married on the beach in Montauk…during a hurricane. We’ve accomplished a bunch as well, if you can make it here you can make it anywhere, right?
Wedding Day, the Calm Before the Storm…
But first…he proposed to me at Come Fly Away on Broadway. It was incredibly well thought out for a guy who never plans anything, seriously, he’s allergic to details. Unfortunately, the one thing he did forget was to take the camera out to capture the moment. But we did get this one goofy shot at the stage door at least.
Food. Thankfully a ton of walking is a requirement of NYC living because I ate my weight several times over. The ability to order any type of food any time of day has seriously spoiled us.
Brooklyn. Our gritty little home. All of the cliches are true, this place is such a hub of innovation, art and creativity, I will miss all of that. We were fortunate to live in Williamsburg right before it became ‘Williamsburg’ the brand and got a J.Crew and an Urban Outfitters and an insanely packed train stop, but it’s still an incredible place to be!
Wellness Culture. People here work hard, or at least like to say they do :). Yet there is also a serious undercurrent of wellness. People want to feel better, know more, and take charge of their own health. Before coming to NYC I loved the idea of wellness but when I actually experienced the culture and the passion behind it I really began to learn. I’m not an expert by any means, but I’ve never found anything that I’m so passionate and constantly learning more. Integrative Nutrition changed my life and I’ll never regret the decision to sign up for the Health Coach Training Program.
Theatre. Working in the theatre industry was a complete gift. For close to two years I saw an insane number of shows, on and off Broadway and spent most of my week nights with gay men in Hell’s Kitchen. Those times were absolutely amazing and I met some friends that I’ll have for a lifetime. I even got to write a frickin’ musical about dance music with my now close friend Jonathan Flom, complete dream come true!
Fashion. Ok, so I’m certainly not claiming to be the queen of fashion, but I have learned a thing or too from my fashionable friends, and crazy people on the street. I’m still way in to yoga pants, but come on, they’re appropriate for any occasion.
People. Admittedly, finding friends here was not super easy at first and living in this giant place felt isolating and lonely at times. I had left a very close group of friends in Denver and all of the New Yorkers I met seemed closed off or we just weren’t compatible, it was like dating! How do people do that here? Fortunately, many of our Colorado friends moved here and there will always be gay men, thank goodness!
Dancing. Some of you know that before I became a complete veggie loving, early bedtime, yoga chick, I used to be a gogo dancer. When we moved here I got to dance all over the city, and in the Hamptons, at little clubs with great music and big clubs with bad music, I even made Time Out NY (photo far right).
Summer. No one appreciates Spring and Summer, or deserves it more than New Yorkers. Winter is beyond miserable and unlike other cold places, you have no car and are stuck in a tiny apartment. Going to Long Beach with Wyatt to play volleyball (watch him play that is) was like a tropical vacation and we had a ton of great moments there.
Writing a Musical.
Shooting a pilot for a gay matchmaking show with Charlie the Matchmaker.
Planning a wedding. Honeymoon in Bali!
Dancing at outdoor parties in the summer.
Countless brunches, coffees, teas.
Riding in cabs.
Eating amazing food.
Staying up late. Sleeping lots.
Being drunk on the subway.
Talking about food. Learning to cook and eat well.
Cast parties for La Cage Aux Folles (Thanks Aaron!) and Book of Mormon.
Having a puppy baby– Mochi.
Shooting pics with Armando.
Buying the perfect apartment in Greenpoint.
It’s all been so incredibly magical.
There are moments that I’m overwhelmed with sadness that I’m leaving this place, but then again I’m so ready for a change. I decided to write this final ode to NYC before we jet to San Francisco in search of simplicity, fresh food, clean air, and of course, brand new experiences.
Love and Light,