Amy Nieto Photography + Design

No, for reals. I'm not kidding you. I'm serious! My brother has been living there for the past 5 years (holy crap, I've been 5 years here in SAV) and I am going to move in for a little while till I have enough $$$ to go live on my own (that's right, NO ROOMMATES).

I need a change of scenery, I figured why not go all the way and move to the desert? Everyday I wake up feeling stuck here, as much as I love it. Things have happened, especially one little incident that drew the last straw, that have made me look elsewhere to relocate my Star Magnolia shindig. Yes, I will actually miss the magnolias blooming in late Winter. Will also miss the Spanish moss and the quiet Sunday afternoons. But... it's time.

To celebrate the 25 years on this Earth I shall embark on a grandiose ROAD TRIP ACROSS AMERICA IN ORDER TO FIND MYSELF (tm) from Savannah, Georgia all the way to Las Vegas, babay! I've romanticized the American Mid-West and West far too much since I was wee bit girl and now I will get to live it. A road trip of Jack Keruac and Robert Frank proportions. Hopefully, life will imitate art as I reenact Heart's All I wanna do (is make love to you)* and pick me up a handsome young stranger under the rain, wearing no coat or umbrella... and I won't even ask him his name... because.... I AM THE FLOWER AND HE IS THE SEED... or something.

In all seriousness, I feel this is right. And I haven't felt right about a decision in quite some time. Not even about New York or Raleigh. I am so weird. So So Weird.