Credits: Hedi Slimane
There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. […] Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.
I remembered this quote randomly after stopping by Urban Outfitters today to return a dress. On my way out I flipped through the Sex and the City book, and there was a quote about Carrie feeling nostalgic and sad when her new phone number’s area code was not 917. In the quote, I am probably the first New York, but after being away for so long, I think, perhaps, I’m returning as the third New York? Anyways, It just reminded me how much I love New York–can’t wait to go back for the holidays!
P.S. Hedi Slimane’s diary is always a great way to get inspiration; her pictures are raw and capture moments perfectly, the way photographs are supposed to be, no?