09 December 2014

Big Red Riding Hood

So that was probably the longest absence in the history of absences for me. This last month has been a bit of a whirlwind -- emotionally, geographically and otherwise. For those of you who don't already know, I'm back in New York! The decision to return to the "city of dreams" wasn't an easy one. But it was certainly the best. I could bore you with the qualms of acquiring an international visa to stay in the U.K., but that would require an essay. So I will just say that staying in England was pretty impossible, even if I would've liked to. It all happened very quickly. One day I was biting my nails over my possible deportation [no, it wasn't actually going to happen, but my anxiety told me it would], and the next I was trying to pack the majority of my lifetime possessions into three suitcases [I failed -- and most of my things remain nestled in my bedroom in Hebden Bridge].
That being said, New York has been lovely. I started a full-time position at Bustle as Associate Fashion & Beauty Editor, and it's been rewarding, to say the least. Patrick came with me, of course, and after a few weeks of the most intense and disheartening apartment hunting EVER, we managed to find a cozy, comfortable, mold-free place in Brooklyn [90 percent of the apartments visited had bad, BAD mold]. I was worried that after 18 months of countryside living, being surrounded by humans would be difficult at best, hideous at worst. But it's been OK. It's been fun, even. Perhaps I've just learned what kind of people are good to be around, though.
One possession I couldn't bear to leave behind was my Hell Bunny Sarah Jane Coat, a brand I discovered via the mystical and wondrous Georgina of Cupcake's Clothes. As a child, I had a coat much like this one. Firetruck red with black velvet accents and a hood as the cherry on top. I remember thinking it was my very own invisibility cloak. As long as I was wearing it, no one would see me. I would be safe. It would be magic. As an adult, I have no delusions that I will be invisible in this ensemble. It's big and red and cupcake-shaped. But I'm OK with being seen, now. I'm OK with being myself, and feeling like myself and wearing something loud and "childish" and fun. And in a way, I still feel pretty safe with it on. And when embarking upon a new adventure, in a new [per se, as I've lived here before] city, feeling safe is nothing to belittle.



4 comments:

  1. Love the way your lipstick matches the coat.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Nice to see you posting again! Congrats on going full time at Bustle!

    <3
    margot

    ReplyDelete
  3. That coat looks oh-so-cozy. I think it'd be perfect for our Canadian winters.

    Beautiful!

    <3
    Emory
    helloscarlettblog.com

    ReplyDelete
  4. Welcome back to the states! I'm so pleased to hear that you've accepted a position with Bustle, as I've really enjoyed reading your features for them!

    I'm trying to embrace my whimsical and nostalgic tendencies, as well. I struggle to balance looks that make me feel like my best self without feeling too costume-y or impractical. I adore your coat and its nod the cozy coats of my childhood.

    I hope that your adjustment to life in New York goes smoothly. I know what it feels like to be uprooted and transplanted in another world. I also hope that you have a happy holiday! You continually inspire me with your fanciful style and sharp reflections on gender, fashion, and life. Just like you needed that pink fairytale castle dress for a fleeting moment of happiness, I hope that kind words and encouragement might bring you some fleeting happiness, too!

    <3 Liz
    www.withwonderandwhimsy.com

    ReplyDelete

Blogger Blogger Template Designed by pipdig