From Here to Dallas | Friendship



Now I get to say that I have a good friend in Dallas that is only a short 2.5 hours plane ride away, two dogs name Jax and Penny, a two-story house, and a Mexican/Colombian family in Dallas. Not shabby for a 24 year old, huh?






 
Fringe Camel Jacket (similar) - Mango // Kitt Bodysuit - Need Supply // BDG Twig Denim - Urban Outfitters // White Chuck Taylor - Net-A-Porter // 

Seven years go by. Look at us now. Three New Jersey natives in the middle of a Country Concert while hundreds of people are doing the Honky Tonk. Shuffling their feet in a large circle while men are doing impressive spins and dips, couples are circling and seamlessly avoiding elbows to the eyeball as they shimmy around the dance floor. From afar, they look like herds of cattle shuffling in a circle. Many generations crowd in Fort Worth's Billy Bob -- a large arcade slash bar slash concert hall slash dance floor. Many young faces, I imagine them married, with large Xs on their right hand indicating their adolescence. A five year old tried to navigate a large mechanical claw to win an even larger foam cowboy hat which is easily the size of her entire body. Five steps away are people are pounding beer and men smoking cigarettes (indoors!). Where the fuck am I? We are exactly where we should be. Maybe not in the route we had imagined it to be. At this exact moment, in Dallas of all places, I can stand here and say that I am proud of each and every one of us and our friendship.

In 2009, I met a firecracker named Cyn aka Cyn City at my very first job. We laugh every time we try to remember our origin because I swore we hit it off the moment we met. On the contrary, it was exactly the opposite. We hated each other. And somehow, although we can't remember exactly how, we picked up a friendship at a Shoe Store. We must have bonded over 8 inch heels and strategic wall scaling. A year later when I followed her to Rutgers University, she gave me some of the most valuable tips to avoid the infamous RU SCREW. She also introduced me to the sweetest and most welcoming chick I've ever had the pleasure to meet -- Maia. All three of us had many similarities, like majoring in communication at Rutgers University, being strong minority women, and being keen on 5 nights straight party binges. This began the six year tri-friendship. So there we were, solidifying our friendship at my very first Qdoba (and probably last time #teamchipotle) as we spilled our guts over tacos. So fast forward a plethora of memories including but not limited to Frat basement parties, sneaking me into clubs at the impressionable age of 19, then dropping me off at 2am because I had to write a paper due that morning, and late night discussions on dreams, love, traveling, and our family demons, and we are in Dallas, Texas where Cyn now calls home. Now I get to say that I have a good friend in Dallas that is only a short 2.5 hours plane ride away, two dogs name Jax and Penny, a two-story house, and a Mexican/Colombian family in Dallas. Not shabby for a 24 year old, huh?

That's the beauty of young and growing friendships. We get to dream together. We get to help each other write and draft our lives. And then witness that paper get tossed out, scribbled over, erased and/or be rewritten. Best of all, we are still learning and teaching one another. Cynthia opened my eyes to the Country culture, vast land of Dallas and gave me a ton of firsts, like cowboy boot shopping and Rodeos. Maia constantly juxtapose me in her optimism, passionate and sweet nature, and her love for RomCom and Gingers which offers a refreshing outlook to my everyday thoughts. I can only hope that I inspire them as much as they inspire me.



Photos by Maia of The Petite Principle & Lynn Kim Do
Babes: Cynthia of See Style Run & Maia of The Petite Principle