I Found Photos Of My Old NYC Apartment

And it's eye-opening to say the least!

After my most recent post sharing a peek into my current house, it seems like as good a time as any to share a radical study in contrast.

Behold: photos of my old New York City apartment, taken in 2018. As you can tell by the watermark, these were taken by a realtor just before I moved out, and they give me such feelings of tenderness and nostalgia!

This was the last apartment I rented in New York before I moved to Los Angeles, and it saw me through so many stages. I moved into it with my husband, we got divorced and he moved out, and then I lived in it as a single girl.

Before we got married, I lived with him in his tiny two bedroom apartment, where the second bedroom became my office, overflowing with shoes and art and Betsey Johnson dresses. (2010 was a wild time!) But it was beyond microscopic, and I was always on the lookout for something better. This new apartment was 1000 square feet — pretty big by NYC standards — and $3000 a month. We took it.

This is the apartment where I rolled my suitcase out the door on a trip to Tulum, hoping to get clarity around my marriage. I was on an astrology retreat, and every single woman who was there was divorced and happy. I got my answer. I came home and told my husband I wanted a divorce. Before long, he moved out. I remember closing the door behind me the first night I was in there on my own, and breathing a huge sigh of relief.