Inspired ramblings: Living two lives.

You guys want me to talk about moving again?!?!??! I know, I know. But moving makes you honestly really think. You purge stuff you don't need, you realize what matters, how annoying lugging shit around is, how having a clean slate allows you to start fresh.... 

So I'm not talking about it specifically, but since moving, I’ve been really thinking about a fork in the road type scenario. A choice that all people make either concisely or unconsciously in their life. 

*Looks up slowly at the stars*

I feel like I should preface this post with like, the road less traveled quote written in cursive over a floral design. LOL. 

I have been pondering this all the time. If you’ve been on the phone with me for the past month, this is something I am sure I have asked your opinion on. #deepchats #heyalixx


Two situations:

Situation A:

Staying in one place, for a long time (like your whole life, or where you grew up) and having the ability to foster deep connections and relationships with those people around you.  Time allows you to do that. Your commonalities (based on your location and history together) allow you to do that. Through this time you’ve weeded out the extras and the bullshit and you’ve got loyal ass people in your squad. 

It’s really a beautiful thing. 

I know people like that. Grew up in their hometown, maybe left for college, came back, and have a deep sense of community and connection with where they grew up. Their desire to leave, if they ever have it is satisfied through possible vacations, of which they look forward to going back to the life they’ve known for quite a long time. 

Situation B:

The other choice is not to stay in one place for a long period of time, to continue to see and experience all that you can while building relationships with those you meet along the way, as deeply as you can. Put blankly it’s a choice of experiences over comfort, and self growth over anything. It could essentially be seen as selfish. It’s choosing to see more, do more, be more and always keep it moving. Although you’ll have more stories to tell, it may be harder to maintain the deep connections with people that may not be in your time zone via text or phone call. 

You give up roots to create a more complex web of memories, people and places. 

Obvi, I am the latter of the two. 

I grew up in the suburbs of Ohio, and at that time made the easy decision to go to school nearby at Miami University. It may have been living abroad in Luxembourg, traveling all over to places like Paris, Berlin, Monte Carlo, Amsterdam, Switzerland, Venice and Rome... that gave me the courage to then move to Chicago for the next 4 years. 

P.S. All that glitters ain't gold I broke my foot my SECOND WEEK being abroad, so consider all of the above on Tiny Tim like crutches and a casted foot. HAWT & FUN. 

In Chicago I fell deeply in love with my group of friends, and soon after Justin, who had lived in New York City at the time. Justin's from D.C., and I had actually met him once 4 years prior in Alabama. He was visiting Chicago one weekend when I was there. reached out, 7 months and a whole lot of texts and trips later I was moving to New York City. Two years of huge growth, travel to places like Patagonia and South Africa, a whole lot of life change, and we were packed to move to the beach in California where we live now. 

So I haven’t stayed in one place to, say, be there in the flesh for every big moment my friends have. Although it’s super easy to get on the phone, or on the plane, it’s of course different than steady relationships you can have with people you live in the same city with. 

Although moving of course gives you a unique perspective, and I have accumulated a variety of experiences and friends through each move, it’s always interesting to think if I had stayed in one place, what my life would be like. 

I have always been the onward and upward, keep-it-movin’, never satisfied type. I think moving also has helped satisfy a constant desire to travel. Part of the reason L.A. was enticing to me was the fact we can hit Australia, New Zealand, Asia and the rest of the west coast spots much easily. 

But I haven’t been in Cincinnati to see my best friend graduate business school, or in Chicago to see my friends move into bigger and better places, or New York City where promotions are happening and my homies are hustlin', I feel connected deeply to each person rather than each place. 

I definitely don’t know which option is better, and i think that each person has made the best decision that fits for them. Whether it’s to stay in one place and set deep roots, or to keep it moving like a tumbleweed, LOL But it’s for real been on my mind.

What do you think? Which camp are you in? It’s like I’m asking on the phone ha, would love to hear your thoughts. 

Talk soon people, I love you! 




Currently writing from ATLANTA Y'ALL. Here for work after two weeks in New York City. Atlanta is sort of poppin' off with cool things to do! Writing about that lataaaaa.

But my time back in New York City. Oh yes! So many people are of course asking about the differences between NYC an L.A., how I'm liking it, the move, WEATHER...

I mean first, let me just say It's crazy because I really thought I would miss da big apple more than I do. I mean it's been like 8 weeks but whatev. 

I miss my diverse ass group of friends, who are unlike any people in the world, my workout classes (Tone House and Barry's), some of the food, air conditioning.....

Let me just speak on this for a second. Because Cali doesn't do A/C and it confuses me so much. Plus you can never do your hair because it sticks to your neck and your makeup like melts off your face. Sleeping with someone next to you in a hot room is F-U-N. 


Other than A/C, being back in the city after my stint in Cali, I don't feel like I'm missing anything. Straight up It's like, everything is hard as fuck in NYC and it doesn't have to be. You don't need to make such an effort for everything in life.

*sips west coast kool-aid*

I digress.

I think I'm in the California honeymoon phase right now, so take that into consideration but the differences between L.A. and NYC. I thought I'd summarize it for y'all cuz you're da best.

NYC vs. L.A.

  • It's HARD ON THE STREETS. Like damn I forgot how much time it takes to get anywhere in the city. Going from one place to another is usually 45 minutes minimum via public transit, and it's just like everyone's always pissed, ha. But then again in L.A. I'm sure you guys haven't heard anything about the traffic? Nawwww. Honestly though, it's a huge problem for the city and they need to put serious insight into alleviating the traffic congestion. It becomes almost a prison for people in L.A. keeping them from moving freely. *Steps off Public transportation soapbox* Although the subways are littered with little rats and pole street performing kids, NYC public transportation probably wins. P.S. I seriously want to join a club or group dedicated to public transportation importance awareness in L.A.. PTIA is what I'll call it if it doesn't exist already. IT'S SO IMPORTANT L.A. GET UR SHIT TOGETHER.
  • THE PEOPLE. So coming back to NYC I forgot how different people are. People in L.A. are SO FRIENDLY. People make eye contact and say sorry if they run into you. They ask you how they are and they want to know! Or they act like it and they've quit their jobs to pursue acting and they practice their acting like they care on me and I fall for it. For sure there is a shallow factor and maybe they don't give a shit but it makes you feel human. I fuckin' love New Yorkers for their DGAF/CBF (which I just recently learned, 'can't be fucked') level. They do THEM, and everyone's on the go. In L.A. they're weird, but happy weird. It's refreshing to connect with random people, smile and see them smile back. 
  • THE LOOK. Put bluntly: NYC girls dress for other girls, L.A. girls dress for dudes. NYC they dress for fashion, for art. L.A. to straight up look hot. It's a boho, sexy vibe on the west coast. The long hair, tan skin, and bombshell-like vibe rules. In New York, you're wearing shit like a fur shaw and fringe booties cuz it represents something, or because of the fashion factor. In L.A. girls just wear shit that guys understand and looks good. In regards to mens fashion, if I was to comment on it, it's better in NYC. Where they have opinions, instead of just rocking board shorts.
  • NYC HUMBLES YOU. L.A. ENCOURAGES YOU. People in NYC can be so fucking rich and they're still on the subway. They still live on the same street as you, and they still complain about the cost. You just don't know peoples money as much in NYC. In L.A. though, if you have $2,000 in your checking account you own a BMW and you wear designer shit like to the gym. You just really flaunt your money in L.A. you get a mansion, you get a nice ass car, and you can show it. NYC also keeps you humble with the grind, there's always someone better than you, or richer than you, smarter than you etc. but in L.A. everyone like thinks they're shit is revolutionary. They're all like on some sort of project, or doing something random, who knows. L.A. is more accepting of weird shit you could want to do, and of following your passions through fully rather than paper chasing to make sure you pay your NYC rent.
  • WEATHER. Don't need to say anything here. Fall is cool but L.A. has the perfect day on LOCK.
  • EVERYONE WANTS TO BE ON THE OTHER COAST. People are funny. In NYC everyone's like 'OMG I LOVE L.A.!' In L.A. they're like 'Wow NYC is so cool, what an amazing city'. I guess both are true though! 

So that's my initial observations on the differences between NYC and LA, which I'm sure will change as I hopefully get some roots set and try to Cali my lifestyle. Ya feel me? For real would love to know what you think. Which coast do you prefer? Where would you live if you could?

Also peep my Nasty Gal body chain, dope right? Madewell off-the-shoulder top, Urban Outfitters shorts and Forever 21 cage sandals.

Just tryna stunt in my cheap-ass threadz.

Finally flying back to the LAX this evening and so very excited to be back by the beach. It's true, I love NYC. But L.A. I love you more. 

Have a good weekend guys! Thankful for ya.