December 12, 2009

Why are girls from New York soo BITCHY?

AHH! My first title coming right from my own research when I decided to start this adventure. So I was looking for an image, & typed under MSN "image bitchy city girl" & up pops my title right here: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070818105910AAJfyqQ

Obviously I'm not the only one wondering what it is about this city that brings out the best in us! Is it the way manners are all but lost as people nearly run you down in order to secure a seat on the subway? Or even better when those same people want to be the first one on the train AND the first one off of the train so they get on and literally within about 5 inches of their buttocks passing go, STOP DEAD IN THEIR TRACKS, like reindeer, right there, so they can get off easier when they decide -- all but forgetting the masses of others behind them trying to get on too!?

How about the way you can be having a perfect winter day only to realise you dropped your metrocard while trying to hold your latte, cupcake, cell phone & gi'normous bag all while trying to get onto the train in your 3 inch Manolo anklet boots that are all the rage? Or is it the way you move here with all the gusto and hope you can find, literally singing "New York! New York!" as you drive across the GWB to face your tiny shoebox home, only to realise a few months in, its not just your idea to "make it here" -- but 3 or 4 million others have the same exact plan!? and they are most likely prettier, taller & RICH! yay!

Whatever it is, it's the city we love to hate - - we just keep coming back for more! A sort of heady relationship with the hottest, most fun, cultured JERK ever -- except there is no sex, less fine dining than you'd like, and well, only bills left to show! But here we are, doin' our best to make things happen, still trying to figure out which things to make happen, and then of course, how to afford to make them happen after all! Yep. That's right. Nothin' a little bitchin' can't solve!

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