Neon Streets
Allyson Herbst blogs about the ups, downs, and all-arounds of a Cape Girardeau native recently relocated to the Big Apple.
Allyson is a Cape Girardeau native and Central High graduate in her roaring twenties. She attended college in Minnesota, studied in Mexico and Ireland, spent a year in Bolivia and, perhaps most horrifyingly, then moved back in with her parents. For her next brash display of fickle youth, she has left America's Heartland for dusky, dank and electric New York City.
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The Ultimate Guide to New York Fashion
Posted Wednesday, August 14, 2013, at 8:53 PMFor a little over a year now, I've been working as a legal assistant, a night shift legal assistant.1 One of the biggest challenges I face, of course, is deciding what to wear in an industry so famous for being fashion forward2 at an hour when literally tens of people might see me. I've become rather skilled at it, some even call me a fashionishta,3 and with just a few simple steps, you too can dress like an overnight legal assistant... -
Construction
Posted Tuesday, April 23, 2013, at 5:17 AM1I work the night shift.1 This means that daily events others consider simple nuisances often make me apoplectically angry, as they are rousing me from sleep. These include, but are not limited to, music, package deliveries, phone calls, the old people upstairs watching TV and, of course, sunlight. Not that I'm complaining.2... -
The City That Never Sleeps Takes a Little Nap: A Hurricane Story
Posted Wednesday, November 7, 2012, at 8:44 PM4Part 1 - Preparations On a Saturday in Brooklyn, as Sandy wound her way towards the east coast, two women desperately searched for important supplies. After several hours and much back and forth between crowded stores, they returned home with their vital items: a plastic pirate hook and foil to make Olympic swimmer Ryan Lochte's signature grill. With a hurricane imminent, my roommate and I were kind of maybe sort of preparing for a Halloween party... -
From CG to NYC
Posted Wednesday, October 17, 2012, at 4:34 PM1"First, I traveled through the seven levels of the Candy Cane forest, past the sea of twirly, swirly gum drops, and then, I walked through the Lincoln Tunnel." -Buddy the Elf, Elf Like Buddy, I recently moved to New York City. Unlike Buddy, I did not journey through any forests or oceans of preposterously animate candies to get here, though I have been through the Lincoln Tunnel (Spoiler: It's slightly less enchanting than he makes it out to be)...