Why our generation needs a “Central Perk”

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Almost everyone who knows good T.V. has an ever growing obsession with the show, Friends, which aired for 8 seasons on NBC. Even though this sitcom ended when all of us millennials were still watching cartoon network, this immortal show lives forever. Personally, I could related to almost all of the characters. From Rachel’s shopping obsession.. to Joeys pizza obsession. I, and so many other fans, can relate.

But what I can’t relate to is the actual friendship between these group of friends. The amount of respect and understanding these characters have for one another, is something that our generation lacks. Playing devil’s advocate.. well they ARE fictional characters. They’re not real people. They have planned out scripts so they’re obviously not talking from the heart. But, these kind of relationships do exist. Leaving the four walls of your bedroom to go meet up at your favorite spot and pick each others brains.

Central Perk, a coffee house near the groups apartment, was one of the signature meeting places in Friends.  What ever happened to having hour long conversations at your favorite coffee house? To discussing actual topics that you can go on and on about, instead of just Snapchatting a million pictures of your self and letting emojis do the talking. When did it become okay for real interaction to cease to exist. These are the reasons I believe we desperately need a Central Perk.

  1. We don’t know how to have face to face interaction anymore.

We depend on texting, FaceTime, snapchat, ect to communicate with the people we care about. While this can be great for long distance relationships, it has completely cheapened our ability to communicate. Which sucks.

2.  Bringing back “friendship”

I know anyone reading this is sure to be like “Well I have great, dependable friends that I can count on”. If you do.. you lucked out. In todays generation, we are all about the “I want it now”. Which also gives us our competitive edge and drive to accomplish. But what it also gives us is our inability to FIGHT for relationships worth fighting for. What do I mean? Compromise. Give a little and get a little. Realize that to form a bond that lasts forever, you have to have her/his BEST INTEREST AT HEART.

3.Pure fun.

Even though I’m a true homebody, I get that people love going out, drinking and going wild. Im all for letting loose and letting it rock. But, thats all we seem to be doing.  Talking, laughing, and exchanging views  with the same group for hours CAN be fun (With the right people) and also adds depth to your friendship. You’ll be surprised how much you can unwind with a cappuccino and a good conversation.

4. Allowing fate to bring new people into our lives

Maybe its fate, or just being at the right place at the right time.. But being able to form relationships without the help of social media, will not only add substances to the relationships we form, its alot less stressful than going in blind (Ehem.. Tinder) Not to mention, it’s a whole lot less creepy than taking your chances with the internet. Reaching for the last muffin or accidentally bumping into someone on your way out. Its just so much more romantic.

5.Exploring your surroundings

Whether its New York City’s trendy coffee shops or an old school diner in the middle of no where, a change of surroundings can add life into the group. Food and conversation. What more could you need to build a friendship. You will gain stories to tell, memories to share, and become more aware of what your community has to offer. Expand your horizons and you’ll be surprised what you find. Cozy cups of cappuccinos, nachos fully loaded and conversations that stay within the walls of your new “spot”.

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True Life of a City Crawler

No one likes a stereo type. In our generation especially I think we’ve all understood that no one likes that asshole that judges you before knowing you.  Like a cheerleader.. no brains and all beauty or If you’re a white girl, you’re definitely obsessed with Starbucks and Victoria Secret iPhone cases.  Thought I’d tune in, to shed some light on all these young people (including me)  who base their life around Manhattan. Via social media, it looks like party after party, they’re waltzing around without a care. Its Louis V this and Prada that.. Oh but on the contrary… City life is not all its panned out to be. The irony of it is, you enjoy the craziness and when things start to slow down you are inclined to keep adding to your list-to-do. If you’re not doing more, than someone else sure is.

 

 

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Other people:

*scrolls through Instagram on a Saturday night* Let me just head to another house party while so and so’s  at fashion week .. in her perfect outfit.. with perfect people. Must be nice to be perfect.”

Reality:

*Running on no sleep and 3 shots of espresso to arrive on time for the Alexander McQueen Show*  Even though I have 3 papers, a test and a project due by Monday, Im gonna bust ass to work a 15 hour day, UNPAID, just to be able to mention to a possible employer that I worked McQueens show. *Grabs random pieces from her closet, decides call it fashion, and runs out the door. Metro card in hand.. booking it to the 1 train ( in stilettos) to make it downtown ON TIME*

 

 

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My outfit was too random not to snap a pic of. Loved this on-the-go look.

I hate hearing the phrases “Deff spends hours putting together an outfit”, “all she cares about is looks”, etc..

In reality..

We throw our clothes on in the dark hoping too look decent. and when we do its a silent victory and when we don’t.. we still do because its usually its someone wearing a tutu and leather jacket walking next to us on the street.

Although we pride ourselves on our appearance and we always make sure to look polished and put together. Its always the ugly sweater, stilettos and torn up, cuffed boyfriend jeans that always seem to not only look stylish, but give YOU a more unique look. Color coordination isn’t important when you understand how to style without making it “go” together.

Because on the go you really don’t care if your scarf matches your shirt or if you’re wearing black on brown. That is what I think my greatest pleasure in being in the city all the time is.. against the back drop of NYC, ANYTHING looks good.  I guess this post went from a rant on stereo types to an encouraging push to take advantage of the freedom and opportunity offered in New York City. Especially when it comes to fashion.

 

A letter to the “Old Soul”

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Many people know you as the “Mom”  or the “party pooper” of the group. The responsible one that always has their ducks in a line, shits together. Usually, if someone has a problem, you’re the first person they call because they’re convinced you know all the answers. No one really sees you out at bars or house parties.. you’re definitely too busy catching up on your reading or doing your typical, boring, “grown up” things.  What these people don’t know is your disinterest in what team you’re on for beer pong or how many shots of tequila before you’re unconscious. You really couldn’t care less about random hookups with boys from the next town over or how Becky’s dating your 7th grade boyfriend (That bitch!).  If you’re anything like me you’re just over the entirety of it. The fake laughs and the mindless banter on endless drama that are usually surrounding theses scenes.

Tumblr has got it labeled as something of a “breakfast-for-dinner-lets-go-on-a-random-3am-“adventure”-to-Mcds” type deal. But it is definitely so much more, as this is just scratching the surface. You want to discover all the world has to offer (not a random junior holding your hair in a strangers bathroom) . The secret underground jazz clubs that feel as if you stepped into the roaring 20’s. Little coffee shops with a dusty library hidden in the back. Vintage treasures dating back to Monroe’s prime and with 99¢ letters from World War II with unheard stories to tell. You are the person that wants to take polaroid’s of all your adventures, not to post on Instagram, but because it looks way more authentic in a scrapbook then a regular photo does.

Your need for more usually feeds your day dreaming habit so you tend to be on the creative side. Helpless romantics at heart, you don’t really get along with people your age, as you haven’t yet caught up to their speedy, makeup /breakup (But you better keep texting me) rituals. Old souls are definitely people you want to be in a relationship with, romantically or just friend wise, as they are loyal and will never do anything to loose your trust. Which by the way, does not come as disposable as it does for people today. So once you’ve lost it, good luck trying to get it back.

There will be rare occasions of club hopping and bar top dancing, which hopefully you have acquired some great friends because you CANNOT handle your alcohol (so someone is deff scraping you off the bathroom floor that night). But don’t worry you’ll probably swear off tequila for the next couple of months following your big night out.

You are a rare personality and your need for “more” is a breath of fresh air. Unfortunately we have lost people like you to 21st century media and the Kardashian Kraze. But I know there are forms of you in everyone, it just takes the right person or even the right place in your life, to take you back. 

Why fall in love when theres Avocados.

You guys will come to find as you read my posts that I have an ever growing obsession with avocados. Smashed, whole, or even blended, I really have a ‘cado problem. It’s getting to be a monthly expense. Like I don’t have a car, I just need avocado toast. Manhattanites are CONSTANTLY looking to one up their current brunch place in search for the perfect avocado toast. Its usually the places you don’t expect, nothing special on the outside, but completely unique on the inside. I found this little spot in Greenwich Village which I’ve passed dozens of times just completely overlooked. Not only was the decor completely adorable, but it was a British owned. Conversations I overheard (Since were all sitting so close.. (thats

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Bluestone Lane, B/t Charles St & Perry St. West village.

NYC for ya) were even adorable in English accents. Instantly good vibes.

I, Of course got the avocado toast with an added poached egg, its a must. T’was smashing (total ‘cado pun). OH, Their latte art was on point which, in my opinion made my cappuccino that much more heavenly. Since bikini season is around the corner, I also got a side of greek yogurt with granola. I didn’t mind eating healthy here, maybe because the grub was so terrific. (or because British boys should just serve my food from now on).

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Brunch fit for a Queen.. (of England)

Ive shared my secret spot, now go get some bloody brunch (ok not literally).

Cherrio!