From coast to coast. I had the thought of moving back a long time ago and it happened.
May 2015 – NYC. The Big Apple, one of the fashion capitals of the world. Here I was during my visit back to the East Coast with my fam, where we fit New York City into our trip for two whole days. As some of you may or may not know I grew up in Jersey so the East Coast is like home. However, coming back as a “visitor” in my adult years kind of makes me want to study out here and live out the fashion dream as I breathe through the polluted air & cigarette smoke…I remember the days I would visit my dad at Rockefeller Center – where he used to work and my siblings & I would play around in his office, get lost at F.A.O. Schwarz toy store, visit my cousins in Queens, and go to Chinatown. We had such great memories and experiences growing up in such a diverse place. I never imagined moving away from it all, from my hometown, friends, and family where I once lived, but it happened… and I feel like anything can happen now. Anyway, we made some new memories on this trip so I thought I’d capture this city like a true tourist.
That was then
& now in Manhattan
At the MoMA
May 2017 update – and this is my life now.
I moved. I’ve been here since mid January so far and it’s been quite the transition. I came here during the peak of winter with just one large luggage, a one way ticket without a proper winter jacket and not really sure if or when I’d go back to AZ. I experienced my first Fashion Week, which was my first paid job, and from first time experience, it was not so glamorous. I was an ambassador for The Daily Front Row, where I was promoting and passing out fashion magazines outside in NYC in the freezing cold. Luckily, I was given 10-15min. breaks in between to warm up inside! I worked backstage for multiple fashion shows – steaming clothes, organizing clothing racks, assisting stylists, and dressing models in the middle of all the madness. The fashion industry can be brutal and life can be uncomfortable at times.
I know I’m leaving out so many other details about my move but I’m sure you get the point by now that it takes patience to get to where we want to be. A lot of patience. I know I think a lot about certain things and I miss out on the reality around me but I’m sure overtime I will be more excited about it all. There are so many reasons to be thankful for. Now, I’m working a full-time job in Manhattan, a daily commuter (and pretty much living the same life my dad once lived literally right across his old building), and I’m student at my dream school at the Fashion Institute of Technology. Starting from the bottom and still here.
Special thanks to my family who keep me here & for believing in me.