I Swear I Had A Point
In February 2007 I started my first of many blogs. It was called “Blubber From the Queen of Blabber,” which was ill-fitting for many reasons. The point here is that I was just beginning to grow as a journalist, and having my own personal dumping ground was key: Everything I couldn’t write in print went straight to the Blubber blog (I believe it was here in a post entitled “Vomit,” where I first scrutinized Christian Audiger. I know, this is totally irrelevant).
Nearly a year later I mustered up the strength to resign from my post and venture off to New York. Like many transplants do, I romanticized Manhattan into a city where I’d find success at a women’s service title, join the Young Patrons of Lincoln Center (YPLC), and receive a Media Discount card to Bendel’s (well, actually the latter did happen!). After resigning from my LaLa life in January 2008, I washed my hands of Blogger and jumped on the Tumblr train. Soon “Bex And The City” was born. It quickly became a naive narrative of my transition from the womb to the wild. Within a year Bex ran its course; I couldn’t bear aligning myself with Cosmopolitans and Carrie’s any longer.
I guess in the way that living in New York changes you, so does blogging. I started with this silly far-fetched name, flipped a bitch and went Sarah-Jessica, and now I’m finally settled. I’m OK with everything I’ve become: I take my liquor straight (OK, that’s a lie), I was never offered a position anywhere inside 4 Times Square, and I stopped teasing designers (although I love what Doonan said).
I had a point when I started writing this.
