October 7, 2017

Fail to Plan ~ The Subway Series

If you ask people how they feel about the MTA or riding on the subways you'll hear a million different answers. 

I love public transportation in NYC. That's one of the reasons I moved back from Suburbia where I had to drive to mail a letter or drive to throw out my garbage (not really, but going for the drama here.)



There are many variables about when and where you take the subway that can form your opinion. In the worse case scenario I choose to sit back and observe. I listen and watch what's going on... it can be fascinating.

Last week a man was walking through the subway car repeatedly saying "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. If you fail to plan, you plan to fail..." this was his mantra as he continued to go onto the next subway car. (BTW this was just an ordinary guy).

Wow, that's pretty heavy stuff going on while riding the subway. I took out my cell phone and started to make a few notes. After all, I gotta make a plan, I don't wanna fail... "and that's nyc2vin".


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September 22, 2017

So Long Summer?

Last call for Summer in the city... or is it? It's after Labor Day and the subway is crowded as I head downtown for Happy Hour. I refuse to say so long to Summer, after all it's just a state of mind and my mind starts to wander. Big jolt back to reality - it's my subway stop. I leave the cool air conditioned car and head out to the hot street.



The heat is intense and the sunshine is blinding as I see a gaggle of paparazzi snapping photos. I pause for a moment and see Selena Gomez trying to get into a pet shop in the West Village to get away from the photographers and buy a puppy. I say "hi Selena" and give her a thumbs up as I continue to head for my margarita while it's still Happy Hour at Ofrenda, one of my favorite Mexican restaurants.



A few minutes later enjoying a Margarita and talking to the waiter he said "you just missed Selena Gomez, she was sitting at this table". I said "I didn't miss her, I just passed her on the street". Even though the Summer may almost be officially over, it ain't over yet! There's another patch of unseasonably warm weather brewing. So much for climate change being a hoax... "and that's nyc2vin."

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September 20, 2017

Never Say Never... I'm Back Home

Some things may appear better on paper, but I learned a very important lesson - paper lies. When it comes to making an important decision, go with your heart, go with your gut, not the paper. Moving from NYC 2 Suburbia, it all made sense on paper. Everything pointed in that direction, but I didn't "feel just right" about the move, and I took a chance.

Fast forward a few years, I was determined to move back home 2 NYC because Suburbia wasn't for me. Beautiful for sure, but isolated and living with little diversity. It took me three years to find a place, but I did it and I'm back in NYC. That's the reason for the name change in my social media from nyc2suburbia to nyc2vin. My focus will connect more to what I'm about... theatre, traveling, photography, design and my twisted sense of humor that keeps me going as I try to "survive with my sanity, sense and style."


No one thought I'd realistically be able to move back home to NYC. During the challenge of finding an affordable place I had a few doubts too. There were things I kept hearing from everyone:

"Once you leave New York you'll never be back"
"You're dreaming"
"You were crazy to ever have left your place and move to the Suburbs in California"

Then things started changing and getting a place was beginning to materialize. Never say never. After many trips back and forth and many apartments almost in my grasp, the comments also started to change:

"If anything, you're tenacious..."
"You did it, I can't believe it, but you did it. That's amazing..."
"I don't know anyone who actually was able to move back to NYC once they left... but you did!"

Well I did have a vision and the tenacity. It's been one year and I'm back. Will I ever get rid of my ruby red sneakers? Hell no... they brought me back home. That decision is coming from my gut and not a piece of paper.

"...and that's nyc2vin"


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May 29, 2017

Transitioning - What's My Name?

Hello out there... I'm back. I haven't published anything for awhile because I've been transitioning. I finally made the move back home 2 NYC. But with "the change" came the packing, the unpacking, the designing, the redesigning and getting back into my groove and enjoying life in the city.


I have a challenge though... what do I call myself now that I'm no longer "nyc2suburbia"? I've been going nuts trying to find a new name. What do I call myself now that "nyc2suburbia" is NOW back home in NYC? Who am I? I thought that I could just keep "nyc2suburbia" but that's not what I'm all about anymore. I'll be writing more about my love of life in NYC through theatre, design projects, continuing my take on everyday life along with my photography.



Well "Hello Dolly"- I mean Hello New York, "it's so nice to be back home where I belong". Still not sure what my new name will be, but all in good time. Meanwhile one of my hashtags is #HarlemHaven, cause I'm living in Harlem. Hang in there as I transition back to the city that never sleeps.

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September 1, 2016

How 'Bout A Cup of Coffee?

Comparing NYC to Suburbia (specifically to Suburbia in Northern California) is like night and day. One is not better than the other, they are just worlds apart. Over the years I've learned that no matter where you live or visit, people are basically the same. But whenever I remember this story Mama told me, it always brings a smile to my face when trying to compare the two places and appreciating them both in their differences. It went something like this...

Mama: I don't know about this California.

Vin: What do you mean?

Mama: The people here are so different from NY.

Vin: Of course, Ma. People are all different, you know that, you taught me that! That's a good thing, who wants to be the same? That's boring!

Mama: (Big dramatic pause, then staring at me enunciating like Patti LuPone) Vincent... you don't know what I'm talking about. Here in California, nobody asks you if you wanna come over for a cup of coffee?

Vin: So?

Mama: So? Even if they did ask me, which they don't, I wouldn't go over! It's not the same as New York! You can always go over to your friends house for a cup of coffee without even being asked.

Vin: So?

Mama: Vincent, are you a dummy? What did I raise? Here they don't ask you and besides even if they did, I couldn't go, how the hell am I gonna get there? I don't drive!


Vin: Oy Mama, okay I get it, whatever you say. So what do you feel like doing now?

Mama: Oh I don't know... I could go for a nice cup of coffee AND a big piece of cake.

Vin: Great! So you wanna go to IHOP for a cup of coffee?

Mama: Yeah, you see? You know what I mean! Let's get some pancakes while we're at it.

Vin: Okay then, let's go.

Mama: Good, let's get the hell outta here.

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July 1, 2016

Pride and Prejudice in the Media

June was Gay Pride month and "we" were center stage in our annual spotlight once again. But the discrimination and stereotypes still prevail... thanks to the media.


For me Gay Pride is not only about men wearing dresses and prancing around waving a sequined rainbow flag. It's not about the leather clad women looking like men revving their big powerful motorcycle engines. It's not about transgender and what bathroom we can or can't use or even who or what we identify as. Gay Pride is more than the stereotypes that the media continues to focus on and insists on shoving down our throats. It's too bad that this is what the majority of middle America only gets to read about or see on television. They don't focus on all the Gay people that look just like anyone you might see at your grocery store, school or doctors office. Where are the Gay middle class average Joe or Jane? They're never on the front page!


For me and many others, Gay Pride is the ability to be looked at as an Equal. Having all the rights that everyone deserves as humans. Feeling proud is waking up next to the person you love and being able to be yourself. It's that simple!

Pride is about being Proud of who you are. It ain't just a day or a month or a parade. Pride is something we can all have everyday and is not just limited to being Gay.

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June 1, 2016

Room With A View - My NYC

I'm looking out my window in Suburbia while obsessively scouring the New York real estate ads in search of an apartment. It doesn't matter how small the apartment, I don't need all the space that Suburbia has to offer. I need the energy, the life and the public transportation that NYC has to offer. Besides, I've never needed that much room, I've been very creative with  small living spaces. I'm frustrated and my mind begins to wander... I start to remember the tiny apartment where I grew up.


We lived in a two bedroom one bath apartment - very small for four people. It was on the first floor which meant you could see and hear everyone that came in or left the building... at all hours. I didn't think twice about it, I thought it was great that I got to see all these people coming and going. I guess I didn't know better, but it was all I knew and I loved it. As a kid I decorated and redecorated my tiny bedroom hundreds of time. My parents never objected and just let me express myself, I guess they were ahead of their time!

My aunt (who was more like a grandmother to me) lived with us most of the time. She was the oldest of my mothers sisters and my mother was the youngest... of thirteen! We all got along even though we had strong personalities (that's my story and I'm sticking to it). I'm not even sure how we did it with one bathroom. It was like living in Grand Central Station with all the family and friends coming over. My father was a saint for putting up with all the drama, but we were an Italian family that lived in the Bronx and drama was just another part of our lives.


I always had a creative imagination and at the time I thought it was a great apartment. After all we had a "terrace" that I'd go out on and tan or sing or draw or just daydream. It may have been just a fire escape, but to me it was our terrace. I even had my own special beach... on the roof. I'd walk up the five flights and sun bathe and look beyond the tops of all the buildings with the clothes hanging out to dry. I'd dream that one day I'd go all the way downtown where I could live amongst the tallest buildings and continue to create my own little paradise. Eventually I did and moved to Manhattan where my dream came true. I even had a real terrace with a garden and I didn't have to share the bathroom with three people.

Most people would kill for the peace and quiet that I have in Suburbia. But for me it's a lonely place and I'd much rather see and hear people coming and going. I'd still like a view... even if it's from my "terrace" on the fire escape.

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March 20, 2016

A Comma Changed My Life ... It's All About Punctuation

I got back to Suburbia after being in NYC, and everyone kept asking me "Did you have fun"? "Did I have fun"? "Did I have fun"? Are you kidding me? That's like asking a fish if they like water? Yes I had "fun" but once again my trip to NYC was for a reason, not just a "fun" vacation. I was searching for an apartment again and continuing my social media work on a landmark preservation project, Save Gansevoort. I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to apartment sit while friends were out of town for an extended period. I'm on a budget, and yes you can have "fun" on a budget in New York. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, I know firsthand. I've always lived on a prayer and a shoestring - does anyone even use that term anymore?


I texted a friend and told him that I've been feeling down since returning "home" to Suburbia and losing two more apartment deals in NYC. Later I got a text back saying "...try to be positive - you are alive, pretty, healthy and not dying." The text made my day - I was called pretty and even from a friend who has seen me in the morning... before coffee! Later that day I reread the text. Shit! There wasn't a comma after pretty. I wasn't pretty. I was pretty healthy. Now I wasn't just pretty anymore. I guess I'm gonna have to pay even more attention to punctuation - Exclamation!


Did I have fun? Of course I had "fun". What the hell is life without fun. It comes natural to me, I can even have fun when I'm "pretty healthy" and not just "pretty". A comma can change your life, it's all about punctuation.... that's it - Period.

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