I’m From BoCoCa… Bitch!

Yesterday my roommate, the lovely Miss Jennifer Seley sent me the link to an article from the newspaper AM New York called "You live where? Inside the neighborhood name game." It basically poked fun at the names that have been assigned to certain neighborhoods in New York City. There is of course the most famous neighborhood abbreviation SoHo – which stands for South of Houston street which has been around for years. In the past few years, however, realtors have taken this neighborhood "name game" to a whole new level by inventing new "catchy" abbreviations in order to boost popularity of certain neighborhoods. While some of these new names have stuck, like FiDi (Financial District) and SpaHa (Spanish Harlem - which I personally love the sound of - seriously!) - most have been very short lived. According to this article, some of these lovely new "inventions" include: MiMA (Midtown Manhattan), WaHI (Washington Heights/Inwood), ProCro (Prospect Heights/Crown Heights), BoCoCa( my "hood" - Boerum Hill/ Cobble Hill/ Carroll Gardens) and my favorite in the list- RAMBO (Right After the Manhattan Bridge Overpass) – I kid you not!!! First of all, this is not a neighborhood! Second of all, what did they expect people to say? "RAMBO! THAT’S BAD ASS I WANT TO LIVE THERE?!?" ... Yeah, didn’t think so.

So I guess all I have to say is… I’m From BoCoCa, Bitch!

I bet when my parents bought our house in 1981 they had no idea that it would ever become a cool enough place to take on a name like BoCoCa - too bad they didn’t live in RAMBO, maybe next time!

Tomorrow I will venture to Brooklyn for a friend’s birthday party, so In the spirit of being creative, I made up my own neighborhood name for the most hip one of all – WiBu (Williamsburg/Bushwick). Keep it on the DL though, or the hipsters might try to steal it.

It’s been real my friends.

Until next time, the "NoMad" gal. (It’s my current neighborhood’s name – look it up.)


Check out the whole article here: http://www.amny.com/urbanite-1.812039/you-live-where-inside-the-neighborhood-name-game-1.2817059

Love songs

I was talking to my friend Brittany yesterday. She is getting married in September and is overwhelmed with all the planning that needs to be done for the big day. I can only imagine how stressful that must be. There are a lot of details that have to be planned for a wedding. I am pretty indecisive about a lot of things, so I imagine I will have trouble figuring out what I want when (if ever) I get to that point. One thing I know would be important to me is the music. I always notice the music at weddings and remember what they played. It is easy to crank some Michael Jackson tunes to get the party going, but a truly good love song is much harder to come by. There are so many great classic love songs that are real crowd pleasers - "I Just Called to Say I Love You" by Stevie Wonder, for example. For me though, nothing is better than the classic "At Last" by Etta James. That song gets me every time. Even the thought that someone could love another person enough to sing them that song to them puts tears in my eyes. It is genuine and sweet. You rock, Etta.

"At Last"

At last, my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Oh, yeah, at last
The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clovers
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Oh, yeah when you smile, you smile
Oh, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine
At last