I moved to *insert cheesy name for NYC here* in January of 2017. It has been a year and a half of me attempting to adapt to the New York fashion scene, and I must say, LOL.
I’ve spent most of my life in the basic, suburban life that Sacramento, California offers. I ‘d like to think that for most of my high school years, I was a real-life Harper, from Disney’s Wizards of Waverly Place. That’s why when I got accepted into the Fashion Institute of Technology in New York City, I knew my closet was ready for its next chapter in life.
Fast forward to today, I’m here to tell you I was wrong. I’m here to tell you that what you’ve seen, what you’ve been inspired by, is too painful to be a reality. Yes, there are some who — God bless their souls — can pull off heels in the humid, underground, subway stations. More realistically, though, no. Never. Ouch.
The saying “hoes don’t get cold” is nothing compared to the harsh reality of dressing fashionably in NYC. So, if you’re curious to know how to make fashion work in the comfiest way possible, make your life easy and follow my blog.