HBO's Girls, Lena Dunham, and Feeling Weird

Lately, there's been a lot of talk in these parts about HBO's Girls, the (obviously amazing) series that's written, directed, produced, and stars Lena Dunham.The show does a great job of showing exactly how I feel, which is perfect and happy and hopeful and odd and nostalgic and sad and confused. Anyone has the possibility of feeling that same set of feelings at anytime in their lives, but there's something about being in your 20s and 30s in New York that takes those feelings to new levels.

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Not being in New York for The Biggest Storm ever makes me feel like one of my good friends that I haven't talked to in a while got into a car wreck.

Like you're watching them from afar and have a dull sadness because you want to be the person they call first, because you're the person who's closest to them and will be the one who brings them ice cream and hospital gift shop balloons, but that won't happen because you aren't the person who's closest to them anymore.

So instead you just end up feeling like any one of their old friends who doesn't have the privileges that they used to.

Homesickness is weird, isn't it?


Second Floor Flat—I Love NY


Feel better, dear old pal!



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Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London

A few months ago I did something that I'd never done before and that was move in with a guy.

In typical fashion, rather than trying something new at a regular pace, I decided to jump head-first into freezing water by moving in with two guys in a different country. And so, here we are.

My husband and his brother moved into the flat that we now live in in southwest London about two and a half years ago. Since then they've spent their time painstakingly decorating in the themes of WWII and Kenny Powers. While I respect their tastes, mine tends to be a bit different.* For the sake of everyone's sanity, we're going to move.

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As it turns out, the process of flat hunting is both very similar and very different from apartment hunting in New York.


In New York, you pay a broker's fee of about one month's rent for having a broker do nothing other than unlocking the door of a new apartment for you.

In London, the landlord pays an estate agent's fee of about one month for basically posting the flat online.


In New York, you'll rarely get a dishwasher and never get a washing machine.

In London, you'll get a washing machine and rarely get a dishwasher.


In London, it's totally normal and possible to find a flat with a garden. A garden.

In both cities, you have about five seconds to claim a flat/apartment before it's off the market.


 Here's what our new flat looks like in my head:

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Keep those fingers crossed!


*For the record, both of my lovely flatmates are troopers who put up with my constant moving/organizing/rearranging of everything. They've never muttered a single complaint and for that I am thankful.



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British vs. American Style, or Why I Decided To Wash My Hair And Paint My Nails

Last week I started working in an actual, live company in London. So far, I've noticed the following:

a) The Brits dress smarter at work

b) Being an American in a British office makes you feel sweaty and greasy

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Let's start with the first point. I've always thought of the whole discussion on differences between British and American style as kind of made-up. Sure there are differences, but it's taken a few months of living here + said job for me to be able to point out those differences.

At the core of it, Americans are just a little more casual. You may have heard that we like sportswear, and that the Big Classic American Designers like Donna Karan and Ralph Lauren and Michael Kors, etc etc etc. are constantly taking that idea of classic American sportswear and modernizing it. As it turns out, that's all true, particularly in the workplace where the Brits dress just a little posh-er* or more upmarket**.



Second Floor Flat—Little Black Dress

The clothes are all-in-all the same (Lana Del Rey for H&M, anyone?), but you're more likely to see a guy in a dress shirt, slacks, and even jacket and a girl in a tailored dress and heels or heeled booties. Of course , workers dress nicely in any fashion-industry job, but it's refreshing to see them looking both nice and professional. A way of saying We're At Work instead of the classic New York Iwokeuplatethismorningandwaitedfor3Ltrainsandspilledcoffeeonmyselfrunninghere.

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As for my second point? Somehow listening to all of those crisp accents and looking out into all of those chic grey skies makes you feel like you should wash your hair and paint your nails. Also, my brain has started doing this weird thing where it can't decide whether my voice/dialect should:

a) Stay with the accent it's had it's entire life and sound normal

b) Adopt certain English phrases and dialects in a poorly disguised effort to fit in and sound a little weird

c) Stop thinking so f-ing much

Second Floor Flat—London Sky



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London via New York via Atlanta

I’m from Georgia and have just moved to London after living in New York for four years. I work in fashion and am really looking forward to getting some British cats.

Help me figure out simple things, join me as I try to disguise my American accent, and walk with me as I look right, then left, then right, then left again before crossing the street.