Distrito Paparacchi.

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

6 months in, I'm sitting on the tenth floor of 59th street unwrapping goodness in a tea bag and there it greets me. In my hands, to my eyes, beaming through my cortex. My biggest challenge. My ultimate area to improve. And I am smiling because, wow, look what the universe knew it needed to show me. So what am I really looking for out of life... I look for instances in life where I am motivated to elevate my understanding of the world, other people, what I am capable of and what I am not despite my efforts. I've always thought pride to be such a scary thing. Wasn't it Lucifer's pride that cast him out of heaven. And really it is mine that makes me feel the way I do. But also mine that makes me want to be a better me. But the I, I am right now must be accepted and embraced and so I cheers to you tonight. Be proud of who you are.

What is it that turns Wednesday into Friday... and January so quickly into June?
Why must my fingers want to grip onto the previous second or this one?
And even still, all I want to see is tomorrow.

"And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen" -ABBA

Theory at 59th street brings you spring, B-style and brand new models from your favorite vendors. I haven't 100 percent kept up with the algorithm that brings such fun surprises, but honestly ever since I have been here, good and unexpected things have been sprinkled throughout. That goes for all of my time in New York really. So although I don't have the future so clearly calculated out now, as much as I wish it would be, I can anticipate fun and better things to come than I can currently imagine. Chin up. Walk forward. Viva Theory.