“Movin’ on up, to the east side.”
Well I did it. I made the move from my neighborhood in Queens to the Upper East Side of Manhattan. If you would have asked me a month ago if I would have thought I would be living in this amazing apartment on the UES, I would have laughed and said, “ugh I wish.”
The apartment search in Manhattan is one of the weirdest things I have ever done. One weekend, I’m feeling discouraged, disgusted and doubtful that my roommate and I will ever find a place. The next weekend, I’m scrambling for paperwork and checks and applying for the apartment of my New York dreams. And then the weekend after, my parents are making the 7+ hour drive from Pittsburgh to help me move in (literal saints). New York time, ladies and gents.
Moving has led me to reflect on the past 9 months of living in New York (I can’t believe it’s already been 9 months!!). I’ve seen, experienced, and learned a lot and would like to say I’ve grown, but underneath it all, I’m still the girl with stars in her eyes who will never get over these city lights. Sometimes I think about what 10-year-old Tatum, who had Broadway posters and other NYC mementos all over her room, would think if she met me now, and I’m proud to say, I think she would think I was pretty cool 😉
9 months and one move down with who knows how many to come. Because unlike the certainty of next month’s rent check, my journey in this city is one big exciting unknown.
Raimana Cowan Open Back Papillon Dress from Nineteenth Amendment
Photos by: Lauren Listor