Women Aren't Meant to be Tamed

"I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous."
-Sex and the City



I just moved to New York from Florida and it is my first time to really be on my own. Turns out the real world is not so scary (well, as of yet... I still have a little bit of money in the bank and food in the fridge). I am working as an assistant to a fabulous wedding planner at Curtain Up Events. I have learned so much from my incredible boss, and even better, I've been able to explore my creative prowess that has been all to often tamed. I love everything domestic and craft oriented, but don't get me confused with Martha Stewart; I hope not to sport a super cool orange jumpsuit anytime soon, and I like to consider myself a lot friendlier than her.

Anyway, enough of that nonsense and on to why I am here. I moved to New York in hopes to escape the small town that I grew up in where at this age I'm expected to be running off into wedded bliss like so many of my friends currently are. However, I do not foresee wedded anything in my near future unless I'm planning it for someone else. Therefore, I moved to the city of perpetual singledom; where the guys are either D-bags (delicious banging ass guys as my sister kindly renamed them this evening) or are to consumed and focused on their job that they hate and are only continuing for the fact that they are making bank and are afraid that if they quit they won't be able to find a job like the rest of us poor souls. This leaves me in luck... single, free, and no pressures of putting a ring on it (though you buying me a drink is not frowned upon).

As for the blog, I must give all the credit to my amazing roommate (find her at Drunktaneous in the City). Though she doesn't yet realize it, she has motivated me to start a blog of my own. She is definitely one of the funniest people I have ever met, and a delight to live with. She enjoys blogging post a night of drunken debauchery (unfortunately I tend to drunk text which never ends well). No worries, I will not be blogging post-drinking because you would be frightened about what comes to my mind at those times, though I will not deny the possible posts that may occur. I'm here for anything and everything and mainly to document my crazy adventures, my laughable rendezvous, the funny things that are overhear or have shouted at me on the streets, and most importantly... to supply a few extra tips on how to walk in high heels, especially in this city.

xoxo,

E