When I was first graced with New York's presence as my new home, I was accompanied by one enormous red suitcase (mad thanks to Costco) and two baby suitcases. Rendering my outfit choices limited, at best. At the time, it was a not-so welcomed challenge in the sweltering NY heat. I have always been the kind of gal that feels pangs of anxiety having my clothes in multiple locations. I need them all in the same place. Call me a princess, whatever! Not having this for the first month was unpleasant but I also started to find it fun. How's that for you! I was able to put things together I otherwise would've never thought of. Talk about being pushed out of a comfort zone. As if quitting my job, moving across the country to chase a dream didn't already do that? :)
Pardon all of the kellfies, there were before I made my NY friends! What do you think? Spiked jean jackets and zig zags?