Last Weekend in Soho
Have you guys seen that movie? I've been meaning to (last NIGHT in soho) (anyway)
Last weekend, Al and I spent two (2!) afternoons in Soho, doing purchases, or as the kids would call it, “shopping.” One afternoon in Soho is a lot, but two? Honey, that makes us fashionistas. Watch out world, we’re well dressed!!! Al, notoriously, studied at THE fashion institute of technology, so they (as they’ll tell you) have a PASSION for fashion and, generally, I am but their humble student, but not last weekend. Last weekend, I was a fashion icon myself.
Not to brag but we were asked to be in someone’s video for “nyc streetwear.” You know when videos have tags that say “real people, not models” or something. Well this video will surely have “real models, not uggos.” Because that’s what we ARE at this point!!!!! I have been looking for the video on instagram and tiktok every damn day and it is yet to be found. I’m starting to worry…………… jk, I would never doubt my fashion sensibility, this person’s probably just working really hard on the edit :)
This newsletter is not to tell you how arrestingly hot we are, though. It’s to talk about my feelings (no one said this WASN’T a diary). Shopping always makes me feel anxious because clothes cost money and are often bad for the earth. Anytime I buy new clothes, I spend half of the time convincing myself it’s ok to get them. This time, I went easy on myself because I needed an outfit for our holiday party (pics to come), so it made sense for me to be spending money and buying things. I’m trying to go easy on myself in general (#adele) because I only have one life and why beat myself up when I am trying my darndest! (the therapy is working)
It’s the time of year when my serotonin levels dip and I am constantly tired/unenergized. Some would call this seasonal depression, but I call it a unique quirk of mine because I am a unique individual who is unlike everyone else. In an attempt to lift m’spirits, and because new years is right around the corner, I’ve been thinking a lot about goals! I wrote a list of goals around Rosh Hashana, so I feel hesitant to do it again (readers come for variety after all). I will say, the gist of all my goals in 2022 is to trust myself more and follow joy (! sorry to be such a white woman!!!) It sounds simple and it is, but it does feel like work when your inner monologue frequently sounds like this. Damn, should I rewatch BoJack? How does anyone do that without slipping deeper into depresh? Maybe they don’t lol.
I’m also of the belief that you can make goals whenever the heck you want!!!!!!!! I used to write goals for my grades in HS, like, every other month and stick them to a cork board in my room. I never watched Glee but from what I can tell, that’s a Rachel Berry move.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this. This week has honestly been very slow and sleepy (apart from making it big on the streets of Soho). Chalk it up to the seasonal depresh. I think what I’m getting at is that goals make me feel motivated, which helps keep me moving when I’m inclined to sit still (or more realistically lie in bed). That’s why I make them so frequently (that and because sometimes you have to adjust your goals because maybe you were a little overeager the first time!!! See again: going easy on yourself, #adele). So I’m going into the next few weeks with a opportunities in mind in the hopes that it will get me through this sophomore slump of a season!!! Do u have goals? Do u like to make goals? Will u share any w me??? Thanks :)
Maybe this was entertaining or maybe this was the most boring newsletter you’ve ever read. Either way, if you made it here, I say: thank you! And happy honda days. :*
Here’s a pic from the holiday party, you sick fucks!!!!!
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