“how Iowa chose NYC”

In my 23 years of being I have come to the conclusion that the stages of life are based on specific questions. Think back! When you were in 5th grade, it was “Do you have a boyyyyyyfriend?” (said exactly in that way) or “What do you want to be when you grow up?“. When you moved into high school, obviously, “What college are you going to attend and what will you major in?” While in college, they continue to ask what your major is and the beloved, “What will you do after graduation?” Followed by “When are you getting married?” and “When are you having kids?” once you enter the real world.

I can honestly say I have never been fond of these questions. Even now! You either don’t have an answer to their question (you don’t have a boyfriend, you haven’t picked what school will provide you with the best “college” experience, you don’t have the slightest idea what a MAJOR is, and when you’re in college the “real world” seems ages away) ..OR they’re not satisfied with your answer! It’s a lose/lose my friends.

But I have now perfected my answer :)

Ready …

Everyone under the sun: “Chelsea, what are your plans after graduation?

Me: “I’m moving to New York City!!!!!!!” :)

Graduation is right around the corner ..(DECEMBER 18th @ 9am!!!!) and big decisions will be made whether I am ready for it or not. (For the record, I AM READY). I am a born & raised Iowa girl. (NO, I have never lived on a farm and I don’t play in corn fields for fun). I am from a town of about 100,000 people and now attend one of the TOP Big Ten schools! So you can throw your Iowa stereotypes out the window ..(ps. they’re almost always false).

 

iowa tailgating

GO HAWKEYES!!!! :)

 

Now to the “how I picked & why I decided on New York City”

Of course there is a little back story ..starting with my decision to intern in London during the summer of 2009. (Thank you to all the friends I met and to DREAM CAREERS for making it possible) ..It was the most memorable summer of my life!! The days prior to my London take-off, all I could think about was how did I get myself into this? And how can I get myself out? Two months in a foreign country with not a single person I know ..what started out as a great idea became a nightmare as the days drew closer. But after a few days of adjusting, the change proved to be exactly what I needed. Sometimes people get stuck in their “comfort zone” ..and I was no exception. London was my eye-opener. It almost seems the greater the risk and the greater the reward. And I am ready to throw my “comfort zone” for another loop!!

 

cruisin' on the Thames :)

 

So although I LOVED London, I also love my family and the distance is a bit much for “permanent”. But in March I found the perfect destination for my big post-college move during my FIRST trip to New York City! It was love at first sight. Besides the overwhelming large buildings and the excitement you can feel radiating through the streets ..there was something else that appealed to me. My move to London was a “risk” because I was going by myself and I was traveling to a foreign country, or better further than I have ever traveled before. So what makes New York a risk? Maybe that it is a world unfamiliar to me. Or the unlimited stories of the city “sucking people up and spitting them out”. Do I need to move to New York City to show my “comfort zone” who is boss? I am, after all, graduating college and closing a chapter ..so whatever comes next will be new & different. But YES, life hold on tight I’m graduating college and moving to the concrete jungle ..its going to be a bumpy, adventurous, exciting ride :)

 

"the city that never sleeps" :)

 

You come to New York to find the ambiance that will evoke your best. You do not necessarily know precisely what that might be, but you come to New York to discover it.” dr. james hillman

“all life is an experiement.” ralph waldo emerson

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About chelset

Born and raised Iowan ..uprooting my life and moving to the big city. Many adjustments will be made along the way ..but what's life without some risk?
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