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How to Survive New York City (a.k.a. my NYC Anniversary)

Exactly one year ago, I moved to New York city with two suitcases. And five winter coats.

New York City is one of the most written-, sung-, and cried-about places in this world. Poets,  writers, actors, and dancers have come here for inspiration, and they leave to be able to live. It serves as inspiration and simultaneous downfall. It’s everyone’s greatest love and most epic heartbreak in one throbbing city.

I wasn’t exactly delusional about it. I knew it would be difficult, and I knew it wouldn’t be pretty. I knew it would be cold (as previously mentioned, I had purchased not one but five different jackets made by a Canadian brand because I figure Canadians are experts on cold). Armed with winter coats and knowledge from prior visits and dreams, I figured I was somewhat prepared.

Yet, of course, it was even harder than I thought it would be. It’s been quite a journey, and somehow I am still here. I could get sentimental about it, but that’s usually not as useful.

There are tons of articles on this, but here’s my take on:

How to Survive Your First Year in NYC

(all opinions are my own and none of the links are sponsored, I just thought they would be helpful references). Note that this is more on the “survival” side- to live, now that is a different story!

Dress right.

I’m going to confess that as a lifelong tomboy who counts gym clothes and yoga pants as proper restaurant attire, I was pretty anxious that I’d have to transform into Carrie Bradshaw. Not true. Elim Chu did a Wunder Under Challenge a few years ago where she fashioned each day’s outfit from a base of yoga tights, and I admit that this is pretty much what I do almost every day. I realize that many people hate the yoga-tights-as-acceptable-pants trend, but NYC is actually one of the most casual places and generally it will be pretty obvious if a situation calls for putting on a nice dress (a.k.a. going to 3 Michelin star restaurants or bars to try to find an investment banker boyfriend, which I touch upon later).

Also, it’s true- when in doubt, wear black.

…so, the real question is, how does a Texan (or anyone) survive NYC winter?

Besides having really good friends who are willing to listen to you complain a lot, I found the following to be the most helpful items:

Aside from clothing, try the following:

Shop smartly for household goods. 

NYC. It ain’t cheap. And if you just bought 5 winter coats, it’s probably a good idea to try to save a little money by knowing where to get cheap household goods.

Figure out transportation.

Find a place to live.

Discover apps and hacks.

I’m planning to write a more detailed post about my most-used iPhone apps, but I would say that getting the right apps to figure out NYC helped immensely. I love Lifehacker’s How I Work series and while I take everyone’s advice with a grain of salt, I really enjoy reading about how other people ensure productivity in their lives.

Also, Time Out New York has great articles about the best NYC hacks. Here’s the latest one.

A sampling of my most-used:

Listen to music. 

I am almost always listening to music while in transit or at work.

Create Spotify playlists and curate them to be relevant to your moods. One of my tricks is to have at least one playlist that contains all the songs you love at the moment (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing) –  keep it updated and make sure to have it “available offline.” Mine is called subway listening. Creative, I know.

Create a bag system to to carry your stuff in, and carry good stuff.

Unless you’re Matt Mullenweg and have things handed to you upon your arrival, you’ll need to have a great bag/purse/things-you-always-carry routine.

I tend to carry EVERYTHING with me for the day so that I can just stop by the gym on the way home: laptop, work materials, gym clothes and/or yoga equipment.

After trying all sorts of purse and gym duffel combinations, I end up using my Longchamp black Le Pliage bag the most. It’s waterproof and lightweight, so I can use it for work and for the gym if I need to. If I need more capacity, I add another tote on the other shoulder and I’m good to go. I also love my Lululemon Cruiser backpack for when I need to carry a yoga mat all day. The things I always have with me:

Work towards finding a job where you can work towards your dreams.

If you came to NYC to chase dreams and to be happy, I have some suggestions on how to find a job. If you came to make money, disregard pretty much my entire blog. Notice I didn’t say find the “job of your dreams,” because in my opinion it’s more important to find one that allows you to work towards your dreams. For example, if time is what you need, find a job that allows you time to pursue what you want to do. If money is what you need, well, good luck.

Here’s what I did:

Treat your body well.

Go on dates.

Uh, so, I haven’t figured this one out yet.
If anyone has any advice that doesn’t include Tinder, please privately email me about it.

As a side note, I did figure out some of the wine bars where investment bankers hang out, so if you want someone to offer you glasses of wine all night long just dress in a sexy skirt and high heels and go hang out there with some girlfriends on a Friday night.

Just kidding. Sort of. Basically, go have fun.

Develop a sense of humor.

Make jokes. Laugh. Be funny and seek funny. Surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Accept that nothing is so serious or urgent that you can’t take a little time and smile about it. Humor changed my life, and it will help you survive anything. Even moving to New York City.

Most of all, keep in touch with good friends and family. Life is short, and time passes quickly in NYC. Make time for the important people in your life. Don’t forget to be yourself. Be ready to throw advice out the door (including anything I just wrote above) if it doesn’t apply to you and your particular situation.

Even with all of the ups and downs, I find myself still madly in love with this city. Here’s to another year of living in the best city in the world.

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