New York, concrete jungles where dreams are made of

There is nothing you can’t do in New York

Yesterday I felt like Carrie Bradshaw on the streets of New York, amazed by the stores, inspired by the lights. I had went on a school like trip, it was not mandatory it was for those who wanted to go see a Broadway show. This great city is where I would love to move after high school to pursue a career in fashion, like writing for my most favorite magazine or hopefully creating clothes or putting an outfit together for someone on the red carpet.

But that is in a few more years… So here are some of the pictures I took yesterday. Sorry for my awkward face.

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Top: Urban Outfitters
Skirt: Anthropologie
Coat: Target
Boots: DSW
Backpack: Target

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I was surprisingly sweating at 49 degrees, maybe because I’ve been living up north for 8 years or something.

It took me four floors and two times of going to Forever 21 to finally buy something in New York along with five other stores.

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Oh yeah can I officially say that I kinda met Bethany Mota, with someone that accidentally walked into the picture, sorry.

046We had pizza at John’s Pizzeria, which was decorated for Christmas. Surprisingly we were allowed to do whatever we wanted before the show so a couple of sixteen year olds walked the the streets of New York alone, during the almost “Christmas” season. It was awesome!

051I obviously had to go into the Disney store!

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060As I left the theater to go back to the bus, a leaf fell onto my scarf. It made me smile because New York has been a home to me, with every time I go there, no matter how old I am, it gives me this sort of happiness that even though I am becoming older, my childhood is still with me. 

065The last glimpse of New York.

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