WHY IT'S OKAY
TO GO FOR NEW YORK
The conversations between Jet and me in New York go something like this:
“God Jesus Jet, I really need to get a lot of money.”
“Yeah or find a rich guy.”
“Yeah that’s really starting to become an option.”
Because really believe us, EVERYTHING is expensive here. Or at least, everything we want. A glass of white doesn’t go for less than $13,- in your glass. A cocktail starts at $20,- and we haven’t even talked about the stores yet. The s-t-o-r-e-s, oh the stores. Both Jet and I have made the choice to earn our bread by writing and now that is really harrrrrdly fun, you will never get a banker’s salary with it and that is a bit the level we need, and for the following reasons.
– To start with, because we need a membership at Soho House. That reportedly costs about $3000,- per year. We need that because Soho House, right in Meatpacking, has a rooftop pool , a bar, a restaurant; in short, everything we want. And especially need.
– Because then we can be transported in Ubers all the time. Look, the subway is fast and convenient, but such a sexy black car with air conditioning and a nice gentleman behind the wheel, that’s really what you want. Uh, need.
– Because then we can go to Intermix (one of my favorite stores) and buy EVERYTHING. If I could point to one store where I could shop unlimited, it would probably be Intermix.
– Because then we can have lunch at Sant Ambroeus every day and not worry about the reasonably (very) expensive menu. For your information: Johannes Huebl (my fiancé, although he doesn’t know it yet) comes here a lot. Seems pretty clear to me.
– Because we can take a helicopter to The Hamptons. Yes, that really happens, because from Manhattan it’s only a 30-minute flight and then you can just prrrrrrima spend an afternoon in the Hamptons. Since Jet and I thanks to Heli NY flew around Manhattan in a helicopter, we want this too. Every day. All the time. Oh, life.
– Because then we can go to a drybar every day for a blow-out. We had mentioned it before, in New York our hair is usually a mess. I solve that by just running the straightener through it every morning, but it’s better to go to the drybar every morning for a perfectly blow-dried hairstyle. Of course.
– Because then we can always order champagne. Because that’s so festive. Here we kicked off our dinner at The Standard last Friday with a glass of champagne and it immediately feels a bit more festive and fun. But god yes, it’s not free. Enter: the banker.
* Disclaimer: I was raised by a very feminist mother and then by an even more feminist surrogate mother and the first is turning in her grave after reading this piece and the second probably wants nothing more to do with me. So no worries, I stand by the point that women should always and forever earn their own money. Really. Truly. Really! Sigh.
