I tossed my make up bag into my tote along with the rest of the overnight items I had packed. My boyfriend was in Manhattan for the week for an interview and I decided to take advantage of the opportunity. NYC is like one of my many second homes and I had a moment of spontaneity. My flight was booked for me to leave right after work. We would meet in Little Italy for dinner and I would return back to Columbus early morning to make it in time for work friday. I even brought out my white wool coat which hadn’t been worn since I had it dry cleaned last year.
throughout the day I had thought to myself as long as I stay focused and worked really hard I would be out in time. But as misfortune would have it today was probably my busiest day this week. We were designing this and we were designing that we were preparing to present this to also present that while also meeting for this and for that.
At 4:30 my phone buzzed with a curious text, only to reveal disappointing news. Flight from Columbus to Newark New Jersey canceled due to traffic control conditions. whatever that meant. it had been about eight months since my last visit but to me eight months felt like decades so the news was rather depressing. Or maybe I was more so bummed out by the fact that this was so spontaneous and that is what made it much more exciting. I frantically tried to search alternative flights. all the New York flights were canceled the next flight into LaGuardia would not get me there until tomorrow Friday morning and the last and final flight available was to JFK however that was to depart at 6:50 and with the way work was looking I was not leaving that office until 6:15.
The reality sank in, I was not going tonight, and I returned my focus to finishing out the day.
We were prepping for our big meeting tomorrow where our team would present the summer design collection to the CEO. Finally 6:15 and the crazy day began to wind down and we would pick it up again tomorrow morning. Boy did I love the crazy world of design but it’s still hard to beat my love for New York. I sulked to my car and made my way to target where I could let my mind wander and not have to think about big decisions. After all my whole day was comprised of quick thinking as well as quick moving. I made my way out of target with pear and Gorgonzola pizza in one hand and pumpkin spice cookie dough in the other hand. While checking out the woman behind me took time to complement and admire my nails while the cashier had commented on my outfit and my bag. It was such a small yet nice way to end my shopping therapy and cracked a smile on my face.
While I missed out on pasta in little Italy with my dearest I ended instead with pizza, Pinot, and pumpkin. And sure, I didn’t make it to New York tonight but I sure dress like I’m there everyday.
So can you….bc who needs NYC to feel or look good, do it anywhere, do it everyday!
-rampage white wool belted trench
-target black quilted heathered sweater
-black pencil skirt
-gold buckled belt
-nude Steve Madden bag
-black heel booties
-nails courtesy of Pinterest