Three nights in New York

1.

March 13, 2020

Also Known as the day my mother pushed me out of her womb. Yes, today is my birthday, and I'm turning 20, a fun age. My niece is the one that woke me up. Followed by a tray of pancakes and bacon, and my family members peppered in after that. I couldn't contain my happiness as they sang me happy birthday and showered me with hugs and kisses.

After my shower, reality hit me hard, I still had to go shoot today. I'm a model, well that's what I'm doing for now and i'm really enjoy it. There's something about being in front of the camera that feels powerful, like I can be anyone I want for a few moments. I've been modelling for a few years and after finishing school I decided to do it full time for at least a year or two before going to uni.

So after getting dressed in baby blue mom jeans, a cream white silk tank top and Dr martens I headed out to the agency.

I only had one shoot today so after shooting , my best friend Alaia walked through the doors and dragged me to the balcony and wished me a happy birthday. I cried a little even though she totally harassed me over the phone on my way over. She was talking about ' I better be at the studio' because she had a shoot a few hours after me and wanted me to find her there waiting with a cupcake to sing be happy birthday but she woke up late.

She gave me a cupcake with a single candle and a ' I ❤️ u Robyn' on it. And after wiping away my tears we split the cupcake and went back inside to hang with the other models. Alaia came home with me after taking me out for lunch , she said 'we're going to the club tonight so you can touch grass or something'

After having dinner with my parents , we went to get ready and get dressed.
We got dressed in our matching dresses that she got as my birthday gift. And then we were out. I wore a silver strapless dress that reached up to mid thigh and twinkled every time I moved and she wore a pink off the shoulder dress with long sleeves that also reached about mid thigh. 

I snapped a few videos and pictures for my Instagram story and she was doing the same. As soon as we stepped inside, the heavy bass of the music pulsed through the walls, vibrating under my feet. Neon lights flashed overhead, casting everyone in shades of blue and purple. The air was thick with a mix of perfume, alcohol, and the smell of sweat as people danced, bodies swaying to the beat. It was electric, and I couldn't help but feel the excitement rise in my chest. Tonight was going to be unforgettable. 

My confidence sky rocketed to a 1000 and I felt like I could conquer anything, even without Alaia by my side because she was probably going to catch the eye of some good looking dude and then I'm going to tell her to talk to the guy because shes a catch. I know the club is not the best place to meet guys but, you never know, right?

We got a booth and some drinks and sat down for about an hour, just drinking and dancing to the music. I was having way too much fun until Alaia shouted.

"Robyn , Three o clock!"

She took my hand and twirled me around slowly so I could see who she was talking about.

He was hot I'll admit, but I wasn't feeling him much.

I shrug my shoulders and told her "meh" and did I not get a near ass whooping for that.

I could see she wanted to have fun and I just felt like I was getting in her way a bit so I looked for a cute guy she would like and nudged her over to him and gave her a thumbs up.

I sat back at our booth and took out my phone posting some pictures in the club and answered a few birthday messages when I saw someone approach the little booth.

He leaned down a bit so I could hear him over the noise.

"I'm sorry if I seem forward but do I know you from somewhere?" He asked.