|Make time for that little frivolous thing that makes you happy –credit|
As a single girl living in New York City, I have a long list of New Year’s resolutions for 2014.
These are my top 10.
1. Keep my nails painted.
This is actually a repeat from the past two years. It’s just a little thing that for whatever reason makes me happy. I love picking out a color that is apropos to the season or a certain special event that’s coming up. I have a routine of catching up on Colbert as I paint and wait for them to dry. Do that little frivolous thing that makes you happy. Don’t let yourself not have the time for it.
2. Be artsy-fartsy at least once a month.
Finally go to your friend’s acoustic set at a dive bar. (Hey, maybe they’re good after all?!) Attend a poetry slam or a public reading. Go see a ballet or an opera. (I’ll admit –– I’ve never been to the MET, and I’m bummed that I missed Anna Nicole, the Opera over at BAM.) Visit the MoMA or a swanky gallery in SoHo. Go see an independent movie you know nothing about.
|New York City is a mecca for visual and performing arts. Get off the couch.–credit|
3. Go on a Grouper.
Grouper is a “social club that sets up drinks between two groups of friends.” Basically six single people agree to all hang out at a designated bar. I have so many questions, comments and concerns regarding this process, but I will resist voicing them until I have given it a go myself. Worst-case scenario, my friends and I will have a great tale to tell.
4. Ask what they’re reading.
I’m a rather nosey person. I like to glance over and see what people are reading on the train, or while sharing a small table at a crowded Starbucks. Nowadays, with all the Kindle contraptions, this is a difficult task. I should just ask them. I’m always looking for suggestions for the next book to read and I think we’re finally past the days where Kindles concealed the fact that you were in fact reading 50 Shades of Grey.
|The subway can be a great place to start a book club –credit|
5. Learn the Singles Ladies dance.
Sure, it’s been a while since the video’s release in 2008, but whenever I request a Beyoncé song at various NYC bars, the default selections are “Single Ladies” or “Crazy in Love.” I’ve got “Crazy in Love” down. Besides, Kanye has dubbed it “one of the best videos of all time.”
6. Be a tourist once in a while.
See a Broadway show. (Standing room and rush tickets are typically about $30!) One word of advice: Pippin.
I’ve never done the Top of the Rock experience, might give that a go in 2014. See a live taping. I’ve been to The Daily Show, so I’d like to pay Colbert a visit soon. My friend went to Wendy Williams and got a vacuum cleaner!
|Tacky tourism can be fun! –credit|
7. Work out.
Yeah, I know, this one sneaks its way onto most people’s list. BUT THIS TIME I MEAN IT. I say that with the confidence of all-caps because in 2013 I found the workout that works for me: Zumba. And, the class is at a lovely little studio within walking distance of my apartment. Some of my friends have the stamina and self-discipline to go for a run in the park, some swear by Soul Cycle, while some simply require a yoga mat and the living room for 45 minutes.
|Find a workout that works out for you –credit|
8. Don’t be so wasteful.
Just the other day I was eating pizza with a friend and I ambitiously ordered too much. I offered him the remaining slice and when he declined, I threw it out. Upon my return to the table he suggested “You should’ve given it to the homeless guy we saw a few blocks away.” I should have. I will next time.
9. Leave my phone at home sometimes.
I’ll plan ahead: figure out where I’m going and how to get there ahead of time instead of plugging it in to Google Maps. I’ll find a new favorite restaurant by stumbling in instead of Yelping. This way, when I’m bored, I can’t text that person I shouldn’t be texting anymore or crushing innocent candies.
10. Approach him.
Trite as it maybe, many ladies I encounter have never been the one to approach. They’ve never offered to buy the drink. To ask where he’s from. To ask for the number. To text first. To call him. Go for it. Maybe 2014’s the year you’ll meet the guy that meets you half way.
|You never know who you’ll meet in NYC! –credit|