Where my girlz at? Hollar!

I had the best weekend I've had in a long time. I consider myself very lucky to have as many long-term close friends as I do, and this past weekend it was time for a little reunion. I road-tripped it down to the city of brotherly love (That's Philadelphia, in case you were wondering. Don't worry, I didn't know the lingo until recently either.) to spend some quality time with my bf's from the field (aka Westfield). Every couple of months we do a mini-reunion of sorts; November we were in D.C. and last March/April we were here on my turf in NYC. 

After a delicious dinner at Haru in Old City, we were off to Plough & the Stars, a great place for dancing, drinking and just a general good time. Late night pizza was a perfect way to finish off an already fantastic day, and then we all collapsed in my friend's living room.

I learned some new things this weekend too.

1. I already knew that I'm not really cool enough for NYC. Sometimes it works, other times I can fake it, but more often then not, I just can't keep up. Don't worry, I'm not trying to be down on myself, I'm just being realistic. What I know now, is that I may be cool enough for Philly. And if I'm cool enough for Philly, I may also be cool enough for Boston and I'm assuming that I will also be cool enough for Dakar. Last call in Philly is 2am. I can totally do that! 
2. All the cute guys are in Philly. I know what you're thinking, that NYC is full of cute guys. That may be true, but I also firmly believe that a lot of the cute NYC guys are also slightly on the neurotic side. They also tend to be attached/in significant relationships. Little did I know before this weekend, that Philadelphia is full of adorable men! This brings me to my next point...
3. I think I may also be more attractive in Philadelphia, as I got hit on more frequently on Saturday night then I have in a long time. Don't get me wrong, I'm most definitely not putting myself in the same category as Giselle or Kate Moss, but Philly gave me more of an edge that I've EVER had in NYC. 
4. Philadelphia is more comfortable then NYC. You would NEVER be able to get away with going to Sunday brunch in a hoodie, but in Philly it was edging very close to being the norm. Also, I totally saw a girl at the club on Saturday night wearing Birkenstocks. Talk about comfort. 

Let me be clear, no city will ever be able to replace NYC and the special place it occupies in my heart (so Stephanie Allen can stop worrying). What I'm saying is that Philly exceeded my expectations in almost every way. I would very much suggest that anyone in the vicinity check it out. The cheesesteaks are just an added bonus.

Much love to my homegirlz (I'm allowed to write it like that because this is my blog); SB, SH, JZ, ML, PP, AG, JM, KL and JN (you were there in spirit)! Thank you for already blocking March 7 on your calendars so that you are free to respond to my frantic phone calls when I am freaking out at PC Staging. Please don't forget me when I'm living on another continent.