You don't kiss boys. Boys kiss you.

Every woman who watches Mad Men knows no one really wants to be Betty Draper, but any woman who sees Mad Men kind of wants to be Betty Draper.

And let's not forget Joan-

Amazing

I've been dreaming in 1960's fashion since I took up watching the show. My dreams are fun but the show always leave me feeling melancholy. There is such a deep sadness in Betty. It's unsettling. 

My life be like ooh ahh

So far in New York I've enjoyed myself but I couldn't shake my fear that maybe this was a mistake.

I had been waking up with knots in my stomach feeling anxious anytime my mind was free to wander. Today was different. My internship has been going really well- I even got to go to Vogue today to run errands which is just fun lets face it. Later I started my new job as a hostess in Greenwich Village. After a long day and night of work my feet were killing me, I was beyond exhausted, but on my way home I was filled with overwhelming happiness and excitement. I realized that I'm doing what I came here to do I'M FINALLY DOING IT. Not just that I am doing it but I can do it. I think something else I feared was that maybe I wasn't capable of handling the reality of fulfilling my goals. What if I moved here and the city ate me alive and I just couldn't do it? That would be soul crushing. Realizing that I can handle it is a huge relief.

I don't know what going to happen tomorrow, but I know it's all worth it for those few minutes when I can literally FEEL my dreams becoming a reality.

So if you take anything away from this cheese fest- do what makes you happy, even if it scares you. Or something...