10 Things Most New Yorkers Do. Do You?

There are regular people and then there are New Yorkers. You won’t realize you turned into one until your on your way to work in the morning and realize how short-tempered you are after flipping off the cab driver that almost hit you and contemplating throwing herself in front of one to get out of work that day…Or is that just me? Well, these are 10 things MOST New Yorkers do & how we act, or OVERreact. Because we can.

  1. Asking our friends how much they pay for rent

2. Waiting on line to binge on bagels after a night of excessive drinking

3. Cursing, like A LOT.

4. Having a very versatile wardrobe of every shade of black

5. Complaining about spending money but going out anyway

6. Instagramming every rooftop view because obviously everyone wishes they were us

7. Talking about how we can’t wait for winter during the summer

8. And then complaining how we wish it was summer

9. Blaming our lateness on public transportation even though we really just couldn’t pick out an outfit and wanted to get Starbucks before work.

10. Avoiding eye contact at all times

Overall, we’re the sweetest b*tches you’ll ever meet. Just follow the proper New Yorker etiquette and there’s a 99.9% chance we’ll spare you any eye rolls.

Good luck!

Xo, Broke & Bothered.


5 Toursity Things Every New Yorker Needs to Do At Least Once

Walking in Times Square has its own unique form of misery, but there are countless reasons why the Big Apple is such a popular travel destination in the first place. And by ignoring things that we consider “only for tourists,” we could be selling ourselves and our city short. This is why I gathered a quick list of things us NYers need to cross off our bucket list because hey, there’s a first time for everything and you really have no excuse, so shut up and listen.

  1. Have brunch with Lady Liberty

Even though she’s right in our background, many New Yorkers are guilty of never visiting the Statue of Liberty. Can you really even call yourself a New Yorker if you haven’t made your rounds on Ellis Island once or twice?

Seriously, you need to take a selfie with her. Like yesterday. The best city in the world has history and ya’ll need to familiarize yourselves before saying you’re a “proud New Yorker.”

2.  Take in a Broadway show

Going to see a Broadway show isn’t in the budget? Totally understandable. But, if you’re one of the fortunate ones that have money coming out your you know what, what’s your real excuse for not going? I mean, you can always mail the tickets to me, or donate to my GoFundMe page…But anyway, Broadway shows are world-renowned for a reason, and once they take your breath away, you’ll know why too.

3. Eat your heart out in Little Italy

Chicken parm, spaghetti, cannoli’s, CARBS. Take home a piece of Little Italy with treats from the old-school Di Palo’s Fine Foods and Parisi Bakery because not everyone in the city expects you to be supermodel skinny. That’s why we all wear black #duh.

4. Sing the Rangers’ goal song with 18,200 of your closest friends at MSG

There’s nothing like a Rangers Game at MSG and if you have some time, walk the halls to view the historical photos of celebs and events that have graced the Garden throughout the years. And if you’re not into sports, there are concerts like every other night. Literally. So get on that.

5. Slow the f*ck down & take a tour of Grand Central Station


If you’re anything like me, you’re ALWAYS in a rush, even when you’re not. So when I see people stopped in the middle of Grand Central staring at the ceiling, I just want to barrel into them with my suitcase and tell them to get out of my way. But instead of being a coldhearted b*tch, maybe I should see what they are looking at for a change. I mean it is over 100 years old and now houses five restaurants and cocktail lounges, a Dining Concourse, and 50 shops. Cool? Or nah.

Of course there are hundreds of other things to do in NYC, but this list is just a quick inspiration to start your journey around the greatest and dirtiest city in the world. Stay safe out there peeps & happy exploring.

Xo, Broke & Bothered.




Why Some Manhattanites Never Venture Out to Brooklyn

Let’s be honest, most Manhattanites (especially recent inhabitants) don’t go to Brooklyn unless they want to see the view from DUMBO, walk the Brooklyn Bridge, or go to Smorgasburg for some ramen burgers & truffle fries. It’s like a whole new world to them.

Some Manhattanites think that the only reason people live in Brooklyn is because they cant afford Manhattan, and although that might have a slight ring of truth, it doesn’t make the commute to Manhattan for Sunday Brunch any more riveting. That being said, depending on where you’re headed in Brooklyn, the commute could be a total b*tch to deal with.

And it’s probably best not to pre-game before going out there because more often then not your buzz will be gone before you get there, undoubtedly. So that means its time to stock up on those to-go flasks because this is obviously a state of emergency.

Walking between neighborhoods in Manhattan is totally doable, with the right shoes and maybe a mild sprain of an ankle. Walking between neighborhoods in Brooklyn is known as “calling a car service” or getting on a subway line that crawls at a snail’s pace between stops.

You thought you hated Brooklyn because it seduced everybody with its oh so charming ways, I know. But now the same forces that ruined Manhattan for young creative people—the greedy developers & overpriced rent—are coming to destroy Brooklyn too! It’s just a matter of time. #BROKElyn

Until next time.

Xo, Broke & Bothered

4 Reasons Why Winter in NYC is the Season from Hell

Twice a year, every year, New Yorkers are forced to ask themselves the same question: “Why the hell do I live here?” I mean there are really only two seasons in NYC: summer and winter, and they’re both completely unbearable for most of their obnoxious stay.


 I mean it feels like just yesterday I was sunbathing in Central Park, feeling guilty for staying inside half the time. Now that it’s getting colder, I feel myself slowly slipping into my hibernation stage of denial, realizing that it could be snowing during our Spring Break – 4 MONTHS from now. The worst has yet to come and I’ll never be ready.


So what do we have to look forward to? Pretty much nothing and here’s why…

  1. It’s essentially impossible to look cute

Picking out a cute sweater and boots used to be a fashion statement, but when it gets down to below freezing temps, choosing the right clothing becomes a life-or-death survival strategy.

Reality part 22. Public transportation is a bust

In the winter months, the overall commuter mood takes a turn for the worst. Everything is effing frozen, so the trains get delayed. When trains take longer, hordes of angry people accumulate. If it wasn’t bad enough that you even had to get out of bed to wad your way through the Arctic Tundra, now you have to squeeze your way onto a packed train of miserable, putrid smelling humans.

3. Icy sidewalk sludge puddles from hell

Negative wind chills and navigating ice and snow carry their own unique form of misery. Negotiating the massive street corner slush lakes has become a New York winter staple. But I didn’t choose this life, I didn’t choose for my daily commutes to turn into Arctic expeditions. I lived in New York my whole life and will never get used to this shit.

4. It NEVER ends

The days are getting longer and my patience is wearing thin. It is during these times, when we endure months of winter knowing we still have months left to go, that even the strongest souls can be broken. But there’s always that one friend that says how much they love winter and I just sit there thinking how one person could enjoy feeling numb from below freezing wind chills and falling knee-deep in street corner slush puddles. But I have a message for those people…


All I have to say is – GOD SPEED. Oh, and don’t forget to tip your Seamless delivery bike riders A.K.A. the superheroes who bravely endure the hell trek to our studio “hibernation cave” apartments all to fill our bellies with the necessary carbs and comfort to distract us from the outside world. You the real MVP.

See you on the the flip side.

Xo, Broke & Bothered


5 Types of Subway Riders We All Love to Hate

If you work, go to school or just straight up live in NYC, the subway isn’t just your typical transportation system, it’s a way of life.


The MTA and I have a sort of love-hate relationship. We need one another, but I can certainly do without its obnoxious and inconsiderate riders. Yeah it’s cheap (depending on how many times a day you take the damn thing), but I could certainly do without the horrible, rat-infested deathtrap of homeless feces and trash that lingers below the busy streets.


Once you step foot into the city’s underworld only one thing is certain; nothing will prepare you for some of the ratchet people you will come into contact with on your innocent ride home from work. Examples are as follows…ENJOY.

  1. The Pole Hoggers

Butt1Feels nice and relaxing to lean on that pole and have it all to yourself, eh? Well, just as you shouldn’t take up more than one seat on a crowded subway, you shouldn’t take up more than one hand placement on a subway pole. Isn’t this common sense?! Well, if I learned anything throughout my 20-something years in existence, it’s that common sense IS NOT very common. Share the effing pole people!

2. The Last Minute Squeezers


There’s honestly nothing worse then waiting at the train station for an extra 5 minutes because people keep piling in when the doors are closing on them. Better yet, it’s your 9am commute, AKA Worst Time of Your Life, and when you think you couldn’t be more on top of the person next to you, surprise surprise, the last minute squeezers hold the doors open enough to push there way through, leaving you to lean on other people to balance yourself cause lord knows you won’t ever reach a pole.

3. The Backpacker

campingI can’t tell you how many times I’ve been on the subway and some prick has a backpack full of god knows what that sticks out a good 3 feet behind them and they’ll unknowingly swing it around and hit people with it. I always wondered where I got random bruises from…put that sh*t on the floor will you?! And no, don’t put it in the seat next to you. K thanks.

4. The One That Won’t Move to the Middle of the Train


If you walk into a subway car with 10 or so people waiting behind you and you stand by the door instead of moving towards the middle of the car, YOU are the bane of my existence.

How to not suck: unless you are the last person to get onto the train at that stop, move to the middle of the train so people don’t need to maneuver around your dumb a$$.

5. The Impatient A-holes


These creatures are beyond the worst. Something that seems so obvious goes right over all of these peoples heads. When a train pulls up to the station, LET PEOPLE EXIT BEFORE YOU START ENTERING THE SUBWAY. Is it that difficult? Holy hell.

And my final thoughts on this topic:



Read this to see what your subway style says about you.

And if you’re feeling frisky, join Improv Everywhere for the No Pants Subway Ride 2016 this January 10th in NYC…#holler

Xo, Broke & Bothered

How Us Gals Really Feel About Catcallers

Living in NYC, especially as a woman, means you’ve probably had some truly disgusting comments thrown your way. And living in a place where you’re forced to walk, subway, or bus it almost anywhere you go, it’s nearly impossible to steer clear of unnecessary and disrespectful comments from construction workers and drug addicts roaming the streets, or the infamous cat caller on wheels (bike, skates, or in a car). Perfection.


It seems as if catcalling has become some type of competitive sport these days, with dedicated “waste of my time” asshats working overtime to make sure that women feel like they aren’t entitled to walk around city streets (or anywhere else for that matter) without hearing unsolicited comments about their appearance, sexual desirability, or whether they’d look prettier if they smiled.


If wearing a down coat in February makes you think that I’m seeking attention while walking home from work, you have some serious issues. I’ve heard it all. Everything from “Damn Mami, let me get some of that” and “That ass” to “Hey baby, lemme take you home tonight” and other ones that are way too foul to say, even for this blog. I don’t believe in violence (well, kinda), but honestly, I’d like to smack them upside the head and ask them how they’d feel if someone talked to their daughter like that. I don’t care what your “packing,” I’m NOT interested. k?

3eaef960-0c72-0133-45c2-0a2ca390b447Dear nice guys who just wanted to say hi, the a**holes ruined it for you. Try policing your friends and then maybe we can talk in hm, I don’t know, 5 years or so? #Thanks.

If a man wants to approach you and tell you how amazing you look, you deserve to be told in with respect. You’re not an animal, so there’s absolutely no reason why you should be getting treated like one. But for now, I suggest ignoring them all together. These sickos won’t stop and they don’t deserve the satisfaction of a response, so don’t even waste your energy. You’re sexy AF and the only person you need to be telling you that is YOU.


Stay safe out there ladies…

Xo, Broke & Bothered

Best BYOB Brunch Spots in the Big Apple

If only one thing I say about New Yorkers is true, it’s that we are absolutely OBSESSED with brunch. No eggs-aggeration.

My Body is Ready

The Sunday boozy brunch bash is sacred to you, and your 15 friends. We spend more time planning our next outing because we’re lucky to see let alone talk with one another during the craziness of the work week. That’s why it’s a well preserved tradition for friends to get together on a Sunday and catch up on some much needed gossip, chow down on some delicious grub and drink our sorrows away with a couple (dozen) bottomless mimosas – Sex and the City style (we wish).

Eating brunch

The only thing that’s better than a (fairly) cheap brunch in NYC is when you find out that the place you’ve always wanted to go to is BYOB.


That’s why I’m here. Below is a snapshot of the best BYO Booze spots you just can’t say no to for brunch this weekend…

  1. Queens Comfort


Talk about comfort food! From their drool-worthy chicken & waffles and apple cider crumb cake donuts to their Nutella & banana stuffed brioche french toast and pumpkin whoopie pies, this place will give you the #foodgasm of your life. Located in the heart of Astoria, it’s well worth the quick subway ride. BELIEVE ME. Oh, and it’s BYOB, so what do you really have to lose?

2) Nook
e735e0df-29a6-431b-b1d7-2838ed9dc149Ok, so if Queens is too much of a hike, you could always head to Nook in Hell’s Kitchen. It’s a cute pocket-size, cash-only pit stop offering a range of global eats and of course, BYOBooooze!

3) Tartine

This french inspired west village gem is amaze. The Croque Monsieur, Apple Pancakes and even the regular Eggs Benedict are to die for, and the “could-be-in-Paris” vibe is particularly sweet. Grab your own bottles of champagne and head on down (or up) and give Tartine a taste. Bon appetit!

4) Elephant & Castle

Elephant & Castle

This place is a classic. I come here for their Eggs Benedict over French Toast for a much-needed sweet & salty fix – just what the doctored ordered after a night of irresponsible shenanigans.

Let’s be honest, brunches make the world go round, and New York has some of the best restaurants in the world. Make brunch a habit by going BYOB, keeping your wallet heavy and your hangover heavier.


For another must-see list of bottomless brunches in NYC click here…#IGotYou

Xo, Broke & Bothered

How to deal with FOMO in NYC

So much to do, so little time…but should FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) prevent us from unlocking all the awesome yet terrible things NYC has to offer? Absolutely not. So, get off you’re a$$es and let’s deal with this disorder together.


Ok, so until I moved to New York City, I never suffered from FOMO. This place has something going on literally every minute of every second of every day, and I, like many other New Yorkers, can’t help but feel like I’m missing out when I find myself staying home on the weekends, watching Netflix, and catching a severe case of cabin fever.


Before we go into coping mechanisms, we must first realize that #FOMO is an unwinnable game, even for the very people that are eliciting our jealousy through Instagram. Those hotshot Insta kings & queens that seem to be doing the most fashionable, enviable and stylish things are the very individuals with the most hyperactive case of FOMO. Do you know how much work it must take to be one of those people? All the effort that goes into making one’s life look and seem absolutely perfect?


With that being said, it’s very possible to curb these distractions. I’m not sure if the fear of missing out is something we’re born with, develop over time or is directly related to our use of social media. One thing is for sure though: social media makes that FOMO trait surface with every sininstagram-likesgle refresh of our Instagram feeds. Between the number of likes on Facebook and hearts on Instagram, we have become virtually obsessed with gaining public approval of everyone on the web. It’s as if we achieve some type of social media high from witnessing the number of likes increase or feel mildly depressed when something we post doesn’t meet our minimum like requirements. WHO HAVE WE BECOME?

It’s time to live in the moment and make it harder for those distractions to get to us. A 30 day social media diet perhaps? It’s up to you…


If a social media cleanse isn’t an option, just plan ahead, be adventurous and GET OUT of that tiny shoebox of yours. You never have to be stuck in your one-room apartment unless you choose to. So when FOMO strikes, create an NYC bucket list, take a walk in Central Park, EatWith strangers, go for a jog on the west side, meet up with a friend for brunch/lunch/drinks, window shop, see a last-minute Broadway show, join a MeetUp, visit a cheap day spa, and seek out some local festivals/street fairs. You got this.


Remember, tomorrow is another day in the Big Apple, and most of those star-studded, most-go events and only-in-New York attractions you missed out on will still be there tomorrow, replaced by something even more desirable. However, New York will always be New York. Remember how lucky you are to be here and take advantage of that sh*t!


Xo, Broke & Bothered.

5 Reasons Why Halloween in NYC is Actually the Worst

Fall is the most fabulous yet most basic season of them all. Don’t get me wrong, my favorite color is certainly October, but the Pumpkin Spice Latte and sweater weather obsession makes me want to hurl. I mean let’s be real for a sec, Pumpkin Spice Lattes are quite honestly the only things white girls can even. Am I right?


However, if there is one thing that’s more overrated than Pumpkin Spice Lattes, it’s spending Halloween in NYC. Besides being the only place in the northeast where you have to search high and low to find the fall foliage, NYC is notorious for taking regular holidays (Halloween for example) and turning them into over-priced and over-hyped week long celebrations. Things that should be fun, like spending time with your friends, wind up costing you $100 more than it would on any other week night. As long as you get drunk enough to forget about all that for a few hours makes it all worth it, right? Well, that’s what we just keep telling ourselves…#Regret


So, why is a New York City Halloween celebration so overrated?

1) A Cover Charge? Excuse me?

There’s nothing better than walking up to the bar you go to on the reg to see the bouncer (that knows your name, cause your obviously an alcoholic) tell you to shell out $30+ for a cover. Excuse me sir, was there a drink special with that? A large fish bowl perhaps? Nope, just to get in.


2) Lines

So if a cover charge wasn’t enough torture, be prepared to wait in line until your buzz is non-existent. If you’re patient, god bless you, but most New Yorkers you meet are the most impatient people to walk this Earth and for good reason. Bottom line is that New Yorkers looooooove to complain, it’s part of the culture. So by tacking on cover charges in addition to waiting in lines, you are bound to feel our wrath sooner or later. In this city, it’s the extended encroaching on someone’s space and time that irks us to no end. God bless people who have the luxury of time, but at least in New York they should be considerate enough to get out of our way (:

18t3gzlwtyxz2gif3) Your costume costs more than your utility bill

If spending $60+ on a cover charge and cab rides (if you’re lucky enough to get one that is) weren’t enough, you still get to dish out another $75 or so on your costume. Yippee! But wait, don’t think you’re getting off that easy. Your friends decide that they want to go out the night before AND the night of Halloween, so guess what? Time to buy another costume! But if you’re anything like me, you will wear the same one two nights in a row cause you just DGAF.


 4) There are triple the amount of drunk people

The places we go out are busy enough on the weekends, but bring a holiday into the mix and trick or treat! You’ve got yourself a real sweaty, putrid smelling, intoxicated nightmare. Whether your stumbling through the cobble stone streets in Meatpacking with your dress tucked into your underwear or asleep with your face nestled in a half-eaten burrito on the subway platform, you’re just contributing to the never ending shit show that is NYC and no one will think twice about it.


5) When you see how much Uber’s surge pricing is 

You want to go somewhere on Halloween? Oh It’ll cost you. An open cab would be a miracle, but as you finalize this weekend’s plans, keep in mind that every witch, minion, mummy and Donald Trump lookalike wants to leave at EXACTLY the same time as you. It’s you versus basically every other half naked drunk person in the city. Good luck and Happy Halloween suckers!

Xo, Broke & Bothered.


Top 3 Reasons We Love to Hate NYC

New York City: the land of bright lights, big dreams and beautiful views (for the most part). Yes, as much as we enjoy your convenience, dollar slices, and dope nightlife, we’re kind of done being pushed around by you. You’re constantly reminding us that our good isn’t good enough and our best is B-A-S-I-C. But I’ve got news for you; you’re not as hot as you think you are. Well, now I need to take a step back. Because in all actuality, many of the reasons I love New York are the same reasons why other people might hate it. But hey, I’m a native so it’s time to start acting like one. You can’t just call yourself a New Yorker and then talk sh*t about it right? So for now I will zip the lip and let you decide if the following 3 things make you hate to love or love to hate the concrete jungle we call home.

1. The subway

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I’m not sure what’s worse, the actual subway or it’s riders. I could certainly do without the vast clouds of B.O. during rush-hour jams, the sick passengers breathing down my neck, the track work delays, the subway cars with no A/C, the slimy subway poles, the passengers that whack me with their backpacks full of bricks, and the occasional whiff of week old piss and dirty humans.

With that being said, there are still parts of me that love the subway. Until I’m rich enough to afford my own chauffer to schlep me all over god’s creation, the subway is the most valuable $2.75 investment at this point in my life.

2. NYC Tourists


Ok so if you live in New York and haven’t complained about something a tourist has done at least once, you must be one patient mo fo and I would love for you to show me your ways. Until then I’m going to continue on with my rant.

New Yorkers tend to beat to the same drum, a very very fast drum to be exact. Even if we aren’t in a rush we act like we are because we want to get to where we want to go while avoiding as many people as possible. But tourists on the other hand, beat to their own very obnoxious and irritating drum in that they could care less how it sounds or affects other people. There’s a reason why New Yorkers avoid places like Times Square at all costs unless some life-changing necessity requires us to go there kicking and screaming. It’s like trying to push your way through a heard of grazing cattle.


For example, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been in a rush and all of the sudden a group of people stop short right in front of me and I barrel into them from behind. Lo and behold, they are tourists picking up that damn camera around their neck to take some irrelevant picture that’s probably out of focus. But by all means, stop in the middle of the sidewalk and leave no room for the crowds of people to get around you so you can capture that perfect picture of those NYC trashcans in the distance.

3. The Prices


Even for someone like me, who is a super saver when it comes to money, it’s far too easy to fall victim to overspending in the city. Whether it’s the bartender telling you the bar has a $30 minimum on credit cards or demolishing your checking account even further with overpriced taxi rides, it’s something you get used to quite quickly. You’ll have out-of-towners come visit that are used to $2 shots and laundry prices being included in their rent. NEWS FLASH: living the dream comes with a price, which usually means a high level of anxiety and a tapped out bank account. Cheers!


Ok, so obviously the expensive part is sort of a drag, but some of the expensive places are worth saving up for, especially when it comes to food. Just think, the extra $10 you’re spending on that burger & fries may result in an Instagram worthy picture with 100+ likes – GO YOU.

Overall, the funny part about NYC is how incredible yet absolutely horrible it can be at the same time. It’s like a cat that is nice to you one minute and will scratch the sh*t out of you the next. This city can eat you up and spit you out if you let it, but it will push you to bounds you never expected to reach. Loving New York is a cliché, but it’s a cliché for a reason.

Welcome to the life of the Broke & Bothered, Xo.