Remember when you were in high school? Yes, it was fun. But one of the things you looked forward to the most was eventually going to college. And if you didn’t plan on going to college, you still likely planned on doing something with your life. It was so comforting, wasn’t it? Envisioning finally being an adult and all the independent choices you would be able to make. It’s such an endorphin rush…until you’re finally there, in college or the harsh real world, where making choices can be stressful and costly. If you are like me, you may have found yourself simply lost at first.
Choosing a major is hard and so is choosing a school. Thankfully, I already knew I was passionate about history. It was my second best option next to fashion designs which after the market crash of 2008, I didn’t really see as an option at all. I figured, I would eventually find my foothold in fashion, the natural way. But in school, I would major in history. I would write. I’m a writer. Eventually, I would write for a magazine, a fashion magazine, as a fashion editor. Then I would transition, like Vera Wang did. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I always knew I would come back to New York. And that’s easily the best thing that’s happened to me this year as a student. Coming back to New York – not the actual move, because (when isn’t that stressful?), but reacquainting myself with air of New York life.
Yes, it sounds like another anecdotal cliché of a young woman’s life – that New York would be the place where she finds herself and comes into her own. Well, that’s the thing. I’m not sure I’ve figured it out just yet, like these women do in those clichés. And considering that I’m at the very beginning of my career, I probably won’t figure out everything that I’d need to for a while. But something about being in New York at this stage of my life is great and exciting. Perhaps, it’s being surrounded by so many like-minded people. It’s the vibe we’re able to create, the conversations, the momentous impact we tell each other we want to have. The energy of the city just feeds youthful aspirations, which means, I can still make mistakes. There’s so much room to explore just who I want to be.
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Margael St Juste, Hunter College ’15
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good hair day, I know. My hair is thick and curly, which in summer months best translates to massive and frizzy. I’m used to wearing my hair up in a bun almost all the time over the summer, and it’s less because of the heat than because my hair just gets unmanageable. I was determined to fight back this year, and so I looked into upscale hair salons hoping that there would be some difference between the fancier places and my usual local ones. What I wound up trying was Salon Ziba, downtown by NYU. I want to talk a little about my experience there. (Spoiler Alert: great haircut, great people, great price, happy Laura.)
