It’s funny how when I move, I don’t even attempt to make it a smooth transition. I would pinpoint my theory as something along the lines of “If I’m going to change my surroundings I might as well do a 180.” Which is how I find myself living in New York and working in SoHo, where the trendiness is almost overwhelming. Especially since, where I come from, suspenders and wide brimmed straw hats are considered the height of fashion.

The jump from my parents farm in Lancaster County, PA (aka Amish Country) to New York is a shining example of a 180. I went from having story time with the three little Amish girls that lived next door to apparently being a professional at running into celebrities. No really, I quite literally run into them.

In my first months here I have accidentally takena table right next to Bethany Frankel (Real Housewives of New York alum), walked into a scene Alec Baldwin was filming for 30 Rock, and just now, during my lunch break, bumped into Marc Jacobs when he walked right across my trajectory down the sidewalk. This leads me to believe that either . . .

A. I need to be more aware of my surroundings
or
B. I am destined to become friends with a celebrity after a chance encounter.

I’m going to stay optimistic and go with Option B.