Sunday, September 30, 2012
Walking, walking, walking.
Obviously I've been extremely busy with my incredibly important life here in New York City. That and I had a design project due and my body's trying to tell me that I'm getting sick. The first ended up great. I'm super excited about all the design work we've been doing. Our teacher is trying to get us to be as creative as we can be and she helps to show us how to do that. It's very conceptual and drawing the croquis (fashion people drawings) kinda sucks, but it's nice to do things in a different way than usual. Especially since once I head back to good ol' Kent, I'll be doing a lot more technical, commercial work.
Enough of that though. I've been fighting this being sick for three or four days now. And it's terrible. I've been eating well, getting a good amount of sleep, and dressing appropriately, all the things you mom tells you to do to stay healthy. But still I sit here and use tissues like it's my job. Hopefully the watermelon and grapes I just got help with that. If anyone has suggestions of how to beat a cold really quickly, let me know. Cause this is unacceptable.
Moving on. My parents came to visit me this weekend. It was a bit strange, seeing my Ohio parents going around New York City, but it was nice to see them. They actually walked everywhere that they went. For those of you who have never been to NYC, let me tell you. It sucks. I walked with them from the New Yorker all the way to the American Museum of Natural History. That's forty blocks. And on the way their we went to Saks and Barneys first, so three or four blocks out of the way.
After walking that much it was a bit hard to concentrate on all the awesome stuff at the AMNH, but I still managed. For those of you who don't know this about me. I am a museum lover. No. Not just a lover. I'm obsessed. Friday night we went to MoMA, which was awesome. And then the AMNH on Saturday. I was in heaven. And my favorite thing was the reptile and amphibian room at the AMNH. More specifically, the snakes. Weird, since if I ever ran into a snake anywhere that it wasn't dead or behind glass I would freak out. But they are so cool! Seriously! Take a look next time you are around snakes! Their bodies are amazing and they move so cool. Sometimes I wish I was a snake. It'd be awesome. Unless I lived in Texas and a cowboy shot at me.
And now. Let's take a moment of silence for the homework I had to do this weekend. It's called shopping. Mhm. I got to try on $900 sweaters. It felt wonderful. So if anyone wants to donate to the Keep Kim Warm Fund, you can send a check or cash to me. Just ask for my address. And FYI Baby Alpaca is the greatest feeling ever.
I'll try to do better with these posts from now on. But know that when it comes time to turn in a design project, I'll probably miss some days. But get over it. Cause I'm the one over here working my butt off!
Yasou.
Kim.
Enough of that though. I've been fighting this being sick for three or four days now. And it's terrible. I've been eating well, getting a good amount of sleep, and dressing appropriately, all the things you mom tells you to do to stay healthy. But still I sit here and use tissues like it's my job. Hopefully the watermelon and grapes I just got help with that. If anyone has suggestions of how to beat a cold really quickly, let me know. Cause this is unacceptable.
Moving on. My parents came to visit me this weekend. It was a bit strange, seeing my Ohio parents going around New York City, but it was nice to see them. They actually walked everywhere that they went. For those of you who have never been to NYC, let me tell you. It sucks. I walked with them from the New Yorker all the way to the American Museum of Natural History. That's forty blocks. And on the way their we went to Saks and Barneys first, so three or four blocks out of the way.
After walking that much it was a bit hard to concentrate on all the awesome stuff at the AMNH, but I still managed. For those of you who don't know this about me. I am a museum lover. No. Not just a lover. I'm obsessed. Friday night we went to MoMA, which was awesome. And then the AMNH on Saturday. I was in heaven. And my favorite thing was the reptile and amphibian room at the AMNH. More specifically, the snakes. Weird, since if I ever ran into a snake anywhere that it wasn't dead or behind glass I would freak out. But they are so cool! Seriously! Take a look next time you are around snakes! Their bodies are amazing and they move so cool. Sometimes I wish I was a snake. It'd be awesome. Unless I lived in Texas and a cowboy shot at me.And now. Let's take a moment of silence for the homework I had to do this weekend. It's called shopping. Mhm. I got to try on $900 sweaters. It felt wonderful. So if anyone wants to donate to the Keep Kim Warm Fund, you can send a check or cash to me. Just ask for my address. And FYI Baby Alpaca is the greatest feeling ever.
I'll try to do better with these posts from now on. But know that when it comes time to turn in a design project, I'll probably miss some days. But get over it. Cause I'm the one over here working my butt off!
Yasou.
Kim.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Being a Tourist
This weekend has been full of being a tourist. It was a nice break from all the school work and internship work I've been doing lately. Even though both are fun when you're in New York City.
Friday night I went to the Whitney Museum. For those of you who don't know. Most museums in New York have a specific time on a specific day where the price of admission is "pay what you wish" aka. FREE! So. Friday night from 6-9 is that time at the Whitney. It's an art museum that focuses on more contemporary artists. WARNING: this is not a museum for all you people who are on the fence about art. It's a place for people who love art, in all it's forms. The best example of this is the exhibit I went to see. It was a Yayoi Kusama exhibit. Let's just say that her art is slightly psychedelic and obsessive at the same time. I loved it, but then again for those of you who know me, you know I'm weird and I love things that are different, that make you think. And boy did her art make you think. It was great.
Saturday afternoon was much more user friendly. I met up with my friend Diliana down by the Statue of Liberty. No, we didn't actually go out to the statue, but we did see it from Manhattan. I'll have to be a better tourist some time in the future and actually go out to see it. There's a park down there though, where the boats pick you up to take you to the statue, and it's nice. It's nothing like Central Park, but a little bit of green space in this giant city is definitely something to be happy about in whatever form it comes in. There's also some great public art, which brings me to the best part of the afternoon.
As Diliana and I wondered around, on our way to find something to eat, these guys caught our attention. Well, they caught every one's attention. They were obviously setting up for something and trying to get a bunch of people to watch. The looked fancy in their track suits, but all I kept thinking was that they must be really hot (I myself was sweating and I was standing half in the shade). Anyway, they got their gathering and then proceeded to dance and do tricks while the leader would yell funny things out to the crowd and the other four guys would finish his sentences. A common theme was that they were big black guys, but they weren't going to rob us. They did wander around with giant trash bags before the big finale in order to get some money though and whenever someone gave them five dollars or more they would give a shout out to the country the person they were from. There were Brazilians, Italians, Floridians, and Texans. It was great to actually see that New York really is a mixing place for a million different kinds of people.
Back to the show. The big finale was that one of the guys did a front tuck over six people who were bent at the waist with their hands on their legs. Very impressive. And he even managed a round-off layout at the end of it. For those of you who didn't do gymnastics, we'll just say that he did a flip over people and then did some more flips right after, just because he could. Very impressive.
Now I'd like to take some time out for a life lesson.
This one I will call...Purple Leggings. On my way back to my building after my internship one day I found myself behind a girl. I found myself behind a girl wearing purple leggings as pants. They didn't look too bad and it would have been fine, but as I was taking in this sight I realized something. With how tight her leggings were, they became a little bit see-through. Now even that might have been okay....who am I kidding, it wouldn't have been okay even at that. But what made it even worse was that I could see that he underwear had writing on the butt. Now once I realized this I quickly averted my eyes and refused to look at this girl anymore so I can't tell you what her behind said. I did believe that this lesson should be shared though.
So girls, and some of you guys, be sure to wear appropriate underwear with your see-through leggings, or know that people will be slightly disgusted.
That's all for now.
Farvel.
Kim.
Friday night I went to the Whitney Museum. For those of you who don't know. Most museums in New York have a specific time on a specific day where the price of admission is "pay what you wish" aka. FREE! So. Friday night from 6-9 is that time at the Whitney. It's an art museum that focuses on more contemporary artists. WARNING: this is not a museum for all you people who are on the fence about art. It's a place for people who love art, in all it's forms. The best example of this is the exhibit I went to see. It was a Yayoi Kusama exhibit. Let's just say that her art is slightly psychedelic and obsessive at the same time. I loved it, but then again for those of you who know me, you know I'm weird and I love things that are different, that make you think. And boy did her art make you think. It was great.
Saturday afternoon was much more user friendly. I met up with my friend Diliana down by the Statue of Liberty. No, we didn't actually go out to the statue, but we did see it from Manhattan. I'll have to be a better tourist some time in the future and actually go out to see it. There's a park down there though, where the boats pick you up to take you to the statue, and it's nice. It's nothing like Central Park, but a little bit of green space in this giant city is definitely something to be happy about in whatever form it comes in. There's also some great public art, which brings me to the best part of the afternoon.
As Diliana and I wondered around, on our way to find something to eat, these guys caught our attention. Well, they caught every one's attention. They were obviously setting up for something and trying to get a bunch of people to watch. The looked fancy in their track suits, but all I kept thinking was that they must be really hot (I myself was sweating and I was standing half in the shade). Anyway, they got their gathering and then proceeded to dance and do tricks while the leader would yell funny things out to the crowd and the other four guys would finish his sentences. A common theme was that they were big black guys, but they weren't going to rob us. They did wander around with giant trash bags before the big finale in order to get some money though and whenever someone gave them five dollars or more they would give a shout out to the country the person they were from. There were Brazilians, Italians, Floridians, and Texans. It was great to actually see that New York really is a mixing place for a million different kinds of people.
Back to the show. The big finale was that one of the guys did a front tuck over six people who were bent at the waist with their hands on their legs. Very impressive. And he even managed a round-off layout at the end of it. For those of you who didn't do gymnastics, we'll just say that he did a flip over people and then did some more flips right after, just because he could. Very impressive.
Now I'd like to take some time out for a life lesson.
This one I will call...Purple Leggings. On my way back to my building after my internship one day I found myself behind a girl. I found myself behind a girl wearing purple leggings as pants. They didn't look too bad and it would have been fine, but as I was taking in this sight I realized something. With how tight her leggings were, they became a little bit see-through. Now even that might have been okay....who am I kidding, it wouldn't have been okay even at that. But what made it even worse was that I could see that he underwear had writing on the butt. Now once I realized this I quickly averted my eyes and refused to look at this girl anymore so I can't tell you what her behind said. I did believe that this lesson should be shared though.
So girls, and some of you guys, be sure to wear appropriate underwear with your see-through leggings, or know that people will be slightly disgusted.
That's all for now.
Farvel.
Kim.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Lessons for Life
I just wanted to give you guys a quick lesson for life. It's called the Opportunity Cross.
No. I'm not talking about some stupid job or travel opportunity. I'm talking about using cross walks. Yes. The kind that you use when you are walking somewhere, like to school, or you job, or really anywhere in New York. Now. When walking around a city...like New York, you will notice that giant globs of people tend to stand and wait for the light to change so that they can cross the road. Well! I am going to give you the secret to avoiding this situation. Because let's be real, standing next to that smelly guy who has ridden on the subway one too many times and just ate a $1 pizza while scratching his butt is not a pleasurable thing to do.
Now drum roll!
The secret is the Opportunity Cross. This means that if you have to walk two blocks over and six blocks up, try your darnedest to not stop walking. This means that you opportunity cross. Whenever you get a chance, cross the street. That is until you reach one of the streets you need. If you can't cross the street, turn and walk down until you can jay walk. If you can turn and cross the street instead of going straight, do it. Don't create a set path for yourself. That is why people end up in the giant globs. If you don't need to walk straight down the avenue for four blocks, causing you to get stuck at four cross walks, don't do it. Keep you feet moving. Not only is it good exercise, but it is also good for avoiding those people who you want to avoid.
Now that I've let you in on the greatest revelation of my life it's time to go.
Proshyai.
Kim.
No. I'm not talking about some stupid job or travel opportunity. I'm talking about using cross walks. Yes. The kind that you use when you are walking somewhere, like to school, or you job, or really anywhere in New York. Now. When walking around a city...like New York, you will notice that giant globs of people tend to stand and wait for the light to change so that they can cross the road. Well! I am going to give you the secret to avoiding this situation. Because let's be real, standing next to that smelly guy who has ridden on the subway one too many times and just ate a $1 pizza while scratching his butt is not a pleasurable thing to do.
Now drum roll!
The secret is the Opportunity Cross. This means that if you have to walk two blocks over and six blocks up, try your darnedest to not stop walking. This means that you opportunity cross. Whenever you get a chance, cross the street. That is until you reach one of the streets you need. If you can't cross the street, turn and walk down until you can jay walk. If you can turn and cross the street instead of going straight, do it. Don't create a set path for yourself. That is why people end up in the giant globs. If you don't need to walk straight down the avenue for four blocks, causing you to get stuck at four cross walks, don't do it. Keep you feet moving. Not only is it good exercise, but it is also good for avoiding those people who you want to avoid.
Now that I've let you in on the greatest revelation of my life it's time to go.
Proshyai.
Kim.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Fashion Shows and Walking Woes
Well. Thursday night was Fashion's Night Out. For those of you who don't know what that is I will explain. It is a night where stores give you an excuse to shop by staying open later than usual. It's great. There are sales and makeovers and people to style you. I got to walk around Macy's and see a ridiculous amount of people. But when aren't there a crazy amount of people around you in New York?
Even at ten at night, people were still going strong and shopping til they dropped. Literally. I saw many people sitting on the benching on the shoe floor resting before getting up to shop some more. The funniest part of FNO was Famous Footwear. Yes, famous footwear. There was a DJ outside of the store. Playing mad beats loud enough that I could still hear it when we got back to our room. Who knew that Famous Footwear of all places would be jamming til the sun came up. Not me.
Moving on to the most important part of the day. Lincoln Center. I got to go to a fashion show. A real one. In the Mercedes-Benz tents. I wasn't quite sure what to expect when I walked inside, but it was better than anything I could have come up with. There were Mercedes sitting inside the lobby as well as a place where you could get your hair done and free Pepsi. I felt like a star and I was just there for a student runway show. With a standing ticket no less. It was all very exciting. And the people watching was phenomenal. A girl wearing an outfit made up of the weirdest prints imaginable. A woman wearing a giant wig. And far too many men wearing more make up than me.
After finally getting into the "Studio" where the show was being held. I was standing and waiting when all of a sudden, one of the workers asks if I would like to sit down. "Why yes. I would love to." And with that I got a prime seat. In the second row. I was so close that I could feel the breeze as they rolled up the plastic that was protecting the runway. But alas, it wasn't meant to be. A hot second before the show started the man who's seat I was in walked in the door. So I got pushed back to the fourth row. Still pretty good, but not second row good.
Needless to say. Sitting in the audience and getting to see the garments walk down the runway was great. If it was an Elie Saab or Oscar de la Renta runway show I would have died and gone to heaven. Let's just say that I'm going to be hanging around Lincoln Center for a good part of this next week just to see who I can catch a glimpse of.
On a side note. Walking around in New York City is ridiculous. My blisters have blisters. And it doesn't help that I keep getting to run errands for my internship. Sure, I get to go to Bergdorf Goodman and Saks, but still. Couldn't places be closer? Or couldn't my shoes be more comfortable? If you have any suggestions for cute shoes that are good for walking around the city, let me know. Cause all of mine hurt my feet after I wear them for one of my walks around the city. Here's a piece of advice. If you live in NYC, invest in a subway pass and a better pair of shoes than mine.
Adios.
Kim.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
THIS JUST IN!
THIS JUST IN!
While walking aimlessly around New York City tonight I was approached by a man. Said man was shirtless, with said shirt draped around his shoulders. He was probably 40 years old and had tattoos everywhere. He said "Excuse me. Can you tell me something. Do I look sexy?" After pausing for a couple seconds I replied with a smile and a "No." And walked off.
The lesson that was learned here is that you should always have something clever to say in any situation. You never know when something will happen that will make a good story later. Next time I will be better prepared so that my stories will make you all laugh hysterically.
While walking aimlessly around New York City tonight I was approached by a man. Said man was shirtless, with said shirt draped around his shoulders. He was probably 40 years old and had tattoos everywhere. He said "Excuse me. Can you tell me something. Do I look sexy?" After pausing for a couple seconds I replied with a smile and a "No." And walked off.
The lesson that was learned here is that you should always have something clever to say in any situation. You never know when something will happen that will make a good story later. Next time I will be better prepared so that my stories will make you all laugh hysterically.
Homework is the best!
I never thought this day would happen.
I love doing my homework. Of course, when that means going to stores like Bloomingdale's and Barneys and looking at the gorgeous clothes, who wouldn't love doing their homework. It would just be a million times better if I could afford the clothes. Alas, I am a college student and can not afford to drop $300 plus dollars on a shirt, no matter how gorgeous. I do have to eat. But then again, after two days of pretending to shop for clothes, maybe I'll go on a diet.
But more importantly. The window displays at Barneys were amazing. One was for the Barneys 500. For all you NASCAR fans out there, this was awesome. A Manolo Blahnik was racing around a miniature track. It was hilarious. And for the record. I think the Manolo Blahnik did win, and not just because I liked it the best.
The other was for Louboutins. They were swimming with the fish! I'm talking real fish! Fish that matched the color of the shoes that were in the tank! There was even a little note about how the fish go to sleep at 8, so we needed to be courteous when that time came. I can't wait to see all of the displays at Christmas time. If this is what they look like now, they are going to be amazing then.
It was nice to actually see a bunch of grass. After living on a farm all summer and being used to having a yard, I didn't realize that I would miss grass. But I did. Now I know that I can just hope on a subway and head on up to Central Park. It'll be nice to see that at Christmas time too. With snow everywhere and ice skating. Really I just want it to be colder than it is now because I'm pretty sure my skin is melting off on a daily basis.
I love doing my homework. Of course, when that means going to stores like Bloomingdale's and Barneys and looking at the gorgeous clothes, who wouldn't love doing their homework. It would just be a million times better if I could afford the clothes. Alas, I am a college student and can not afford to drop $300 plus dollars on a shirt, no matter how gorgeous. I do have to eat. But then again, after two days of pretending to shop for clothes, maybe I'll go on a diet.
The other was for Louboutins. They were swimming with the fish! I'm talking real fish! Fish that matched the color of the shoes that were in the tank! There was even a little note about how the fish go to sleep at 8, so we needed to be courteous when that time came. I can't wait to see all of the displays at Christmas time. If this is what they look like now, they are going to be amazing then.
On a side note. The Upper East Side...well the Lenox Hill area, which is a little lower on the caste list, is a whole different world than the Garment District. I think I should visit it more often. The sidewalks aren't as crowded, but even when they are, the people are nicer. The air smells fresher, probably because there are trees everywhere. Maybe not big Ohio trees, but trees. Even the steps up to the houses were nicer. They were all architecturally interesting, whether they were curving or the railings were twisted. They were beautiful.
Eventually though. We made it to Central Park. Which is gorgeous. And hidden within a million buildings.
It was nice to actually see a bunch of grass. After living on a farm all summer and being used to having a yard, I didn't realize that I would miss grass. But I did. Now I know that I can just hope on a subway and head on up to Central Park. It'll be nice to see that at Christmas time too. With snow everywhere and ice skating. Really I just want it to be colder than it is now because I'm pretty sure my skin is melting off on a daily basis.
Time to finish looking at the pictures I took while doing my awesome homework.
Auf Wiedersehen
Kim
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