I became an official resident of Manhattan on Friday, June 3rd. Thanks to my aunt Maura's theater-community connections, for the next 3 months I'm subletting a GREAT little place. I am able to live (by myself) in a small apartment (not as small as I thought) on 45th Street (hey, Hell's Kitchen!). Believe me, It's unbelievable how lucky I got. I can walk to my classes, and am two blocks from the hustle-and-bustle of Times Square. After some "re-decorating" and a trip via water taxi to the Brooklyn Ikea with my mother and her bestie Susan, we had the apartment looking a little more like "home."
Susan and I waiting for the water taxi with our purchases - including wine glasses, which were a top priority.
My desk - complete with a little "inspiration."
Another interesting tidbit? This kid is my neighbor:
Well, not Harry, but Daniel Radcliffe stars in the "How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying" revival at the Hirschfield Theater right across the street:
Like clockwork, the hoards of teenage girls fill the street outside my door and SCREAM for him. I can tell the time based on when the screaming starts. 11:15pm - Daniel leaves through the stage door, and the mayhem begins. I've been here over a week, and it still fascinates me.
Another interesting neighbor? The guy in the apartment complex across the alley who, day after day, comes home and cooks dinner in his black Haines underwear.... with the blinds wide open. Oh, the joys of NYC living.
Seriously. I love it.
~B
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