Greetings From the Big Apple

{Crop Top: TJ Maxx. Harem Pants: Forever 21 c/o Sawgrass Mills. Necklace: Isa Boutique. Shoes: c/o TJ Maxx. Bag: Barneys New York Outlet c/o Sawgrass Mills. Photographed by Franky Arriola.}

Helloooooo from NYC. I can’t believe I haven’t been here in two years. Crazy, I know. There’s so much I love about this place and it’s so, so different from when I lived here, which was 14 years ago. One thing that never changes, however, are the stoops. Last year, I spent an ungodly amount of time living on my front porch. I just needed to be outside, like it was the fifth room, albeit one with a roof of stars. But a Miami front porch and a New York stoop are about as similar as Louboutins and Keds. For starters, the world doesn’t pass by on foot. And your Miami neighbors (and I know this from first-hand experience) will ask you why you are outside, as though it’s some uncharted territory. Maybe it’s the mosquitoes, maybe it’s the sticky as anything humidity, but there’s no such thing as the stoop life in MIA.

That being said, this week’s blog will be all about the Big Apple and my past and present adventures in it. It’s been a trip for the memory card in my head and I can’t wait to share it.