I really can't handle advertising. I don't reckon advertising is something that overjoys anyone -- but I feel like my loathing is next level. Since leaving the household where I was raised twenty years ago, in the middle of the night to sleep on a New York City floor with some welcoming strangers I met the night prior -- I've never owned a television. Televisions are advertising boxes that I cannot personally endure. Part of why my web presence...
I decided ten days ago Manhattan was calling. I had been in a fairly shit mood for like two weeks and I needed a quick fix. So last Friday, I hopped on a plane and am currently hibernating amongst chilly treetops and windy street blocks. Since I left Manhattan to go back to Australia in June 2018, I've been freelancing. The dopest thing about being a freelance Writer is setting yourself up to work a month, have a month to yourself, work a...
"Yo puedo hacerte feliz…" I met my husband 29 June 2017. Halfway through our first date, breakfast at a French cafe' on east 44th street in midtown Manhattan, he leaned across the table while I blushed crossing and uncrossing my legs (both of us dressed to the New York City nines, suits and frocks at 7am) and he stated, quite plainly in a husky, cigar-smoking Spanish accent that I drank like a green smoothie... "I can make you happy." "... yo...
Living in a mansion for the past six months has been a new solar system after tucking myself into stacks of midtown Manhattan apartments for eights years. I have a reading room, a writing room and an outdoor sanctuary for swimming, sun bathing and word spinning. It's a far cry from my beloved farm house where I was dwelling back in 2009 when FollowMeToNYC took shape. Lately I've been reflecting a lot. When the sun goes up until when it drops....
Merry Christmas blog tribe. I hope everyone ate too much and was showered in gifts. My nemesis over the past few days has been goat cheese stuffed cherry tomatoes and more champagne than I could accurately recall. Coming from Spain, my husband made the biggest seafood paella I have ever seen and we guzzled sangria like it's my job. Speaking of jobs... I can't say how wonderful not working has been. The last time I had all of my time to myself...