New York... a city couldn't be more diverse - during the last two years I have met all kinds of people. I met the richest (hello Upper East Siders) and the poorest citizens (one word: projects) of New York, I have seen more anorexic girls (models anywhere you look), more drug addicts (crazy this clubbing scene), more fashionistas (can you believe that some people consider goggles as fashionable?), more homeless people (sad but true) and more millionaires (yes, the gap between rich and poor IS huge) than in my whole life! I met "real" gangsters, and I am not talking about wannabe bad boys, I am referring to the real ones living in the Bronx or Brooklyn who sell (and obviously take) drugs and carry guns with them - you know, the real gangsters who don't shy away from beating up their girlfriends or mothers. On the other hand I met the most beautiful women in the world (Victoria's Secret Fashion Show - what a dream, I still can't believe my luck!) and world renowned celebrities like Jake Gyllenhaal, Ed Westwick, Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes, and Miranda Kerr (with her hubby Orlando Bloom). I met Asians, Puerto Ricans, Australians, Indians, Dominicans, Americans, Germans, Austrians - people from all over the world, all coming together in one big city to fulfill their dreams.
So when I strolled up 6th Avenue a couple weeks ago, marveling at all the fantastic Christmas decorations around Radio City Music Hall and Rockefeller Center, I thought about the wonderfulness of New York City, about its diversity and charme and I suddenly realized, oh, it's never going to be this good again. But for right now I'm just happy. And I have to remember this feeling.
|The famous Rockefeller Tree|