My birthday came and my sister/best friend and I won a trip
to New York
and we got to do a bra commercial. Yes I’m serious! My sister and I are now bra
models….ok it was a one time thing but we won a free trip with airfare and
accommodations and spending money and the trip also included a free makeover
and clothes and shoes and jewelry, which we got to keep. Sounds like a great
thing right? Oh my, I can’t even begin to describe that craziness that came
with winning a free trip to New York
on my birthday, to strip down to my skivvies on national TV.
First I drove the five hours to my sister’s house, so that
we could fly together to New York ,
for our first ever visit to that huge crazy city! We were so excited to be
experiencing this all together. We got up at 3:00 am on my birthday and made to
the airport at 5 am to catch a 6:30 am flight to Atlanta ,
to then run frantically through the airport to the terminal to catch our
connecting flight from Atlanta to New York , which we made
with a few minutes to spare.
The arrival into New
York went well we landed safely, and went to get our
baggage, then call our car service which was provided for was courteously
through the bra company that now OWNED us for the next four days! In fact our
instructions, told us to do just that to get our luggage and then call for our
car, except no one told us that my phone would be ringing with a strange number
appearing on it while we were trying to find our luggage among 4 million other
black luggage bags, and it would be a non-English speaking person on the other
end! Ok maybe I’m exaggerating, he spoke English just not fluently and with
such an eastern ascent that I couldn’t understand him, and what made it
worse….he couldn’t understand my southern accent either!
So this is how our New
York trip began. I couldn’t understand him nor could
I hear him in all the hustle and bustle of the New York airport, then we got disconnected.
He called back and he was asking where we were standing and why we hadn’t see
him holding my name up on a white piece
of card board in the middle of the landing at the bottom of the escalators
among 12 million other people standing there also. As if we would know that
there would be a middle- eastern man with a turban on his head in full eastern
attire holding up a sign with my name on it in the New York airport! NO! We didn’t get that
memo!
So when we finally found each other he had us to follow him
to his car. Only it wasn’t parked at the curb! So we were following this
stranger who we didn’t completely understand, to the “south forty” of the New York City airport in
the dead heat of summer at literally 102 degrees weather, in heels! Yes, we
wanted to be fashionably beautiful when we arrived for our first and possibly
last visit to New York .
So all we brought were heels! Not the smarted thing we have ever done by far!
Anyways, we followed him cautiously to his car at a safe enough distance that
if perhaps we needed to turn and run we could at least have a few steps of a
head start, also a safe enough distance to be planning our escape without him
hearing us, if by chance we were to get kidnapped by this stranger we were following
into an unfamiliar location.
Luckily the car had the appropriate signs on it, enough to
at least calm our nerves, until of course we got on the road with him driving!
OMG We just knew we were going to die on that car ride to the hotel. Only to
find out later that, that was a common feeling every time you got into a cab in
NY. Apparently beeping your horn and flipping people the finger is so common in
New York that
it is returned with a smile.
We arrived safely at
our hotel, 4 hours too early to check into it! So here we were in an unfamiliar
city in high heels with no place to go for four hours. Luckily the front desk
held our luggage for us to go explore the city till our rooms were ready. So
off we went in the biggest city we had ever seen, with no direction where we
were going. We ended up two blocks over and down a block in a little nice Irish
Pub, for lunch and something cold to drink. We were taking pictures and having
sisterly conversations, all was good at that moment. On our walking adventure
there were lots of sights, smells, and sounds on the streets. In fact we were
walking by this man yelling “handbags and sneakers” and as this young kid on a
skateboard was rolling pass us he said how do “hamburgers and snickers” go
together? OMG we laughed till we got home about that comment. We did wander
pass and of course into the “museum of sex”, which was a totally interesting
place…I recommend visiting if you are in that area. J
This sign is posted on the wall when you enter! How funny you would have to instruct people what not to do! Must mean someone tried it, already! OH MY!
Afterwards we wandered around, careful not to wander too far
as to not remember our way back to our hotel. Within a few hours we had our
rooms in the coolest hotel we had ever seen. Seriously when you walk in the
lobby was a bar/night club with live music, with a coffee shop and a full
upscale restaurant attached. The rooms were fully decorated in retro form and
where stocked with sound equipment, a turntable, a guitar, and lots of old
records. The room included a fully stocked refrigerator and snack bar with
microwave and a laptop to use for the duration our stay in NY. The room was by far the coolest part of our
stay. Oh and did I mention we had a great view of the Empire State
building from our windows!
So it was my birthday and I was in New
York with my best friend and sister for the first time ever so
after our meet and greet at five pm with the producers and the bra executives,
we decided to go to Times Square and have
dinner and shop. Only we had no clue how to get there and we were trying to be
frugal with our expenses and decided we would get a map and walk to time
square. It couldn’t possibly be too far, or so we thought! We walked and walked
in our high heels at night past the movie in the central park with the swat
team fully dressed out in full riot gear with AK47’s in full view and standing
at full attention, We walked past many blocks getting slower with each step we
took. The blisters began to pop up one by one on our feet; I honestly considered
walking barefoot on the NY city sidewalk! EWE! We finally saw a Walgreen's so we
crossed the busy NY street into the biggest ever Walgreen's we had ever seen.
Four floors with escalators to each floors and packed from floor to ceiling
with everything that could possible be in any store between there and Florida , so luckily on
the very top floor we found flip flops! Yes brightly colored non fashionable
tourist painted flip flops! Want to guess what we wore for the remainder of my
birthday evening in Times Square ? Yes flip
flops!
We ended up at Hard Rock Café in Times
Square on my birthday! Even more surprising we walked in to find
the longest line we had ever seen or even thought that would ever fit inside a
restaurant building, we literally stood in line less than a minute when one of
the waitress’s came around the corner and said is there just two of you for
dinner tonight and we said yes, and she said follow me. We walked past about
100 people in line in front of us and she sat us at table within one minute!
Seriously, I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried, it was my birthday on Times Square in NY and I didn’t have to wait for a table
to eat!
First of all I would like to say that 2 particular New York City Police Officers are not helpful at
all!!!!! All was going well till we tried to return at midnight to our
hotel which was 6 blocks away. So in the middle of the night in NY we decided
it would be a good idea to try out the Subway systems! I only thought the NY
city streets in a cab, was scary till I got acquainted with the NY subway
tunnels and people in the middle of a NY city night! I did not know that the
subway train goes at 20000 miles an hour through a dark narrow tunnel with
people on it! I was frightened to tears I just wanted to go home! We got our one week pass for the subway then
we wondered past the entry to the tracks, when we came upon two police officers
standing around talking and scoping out the people, we politely asked if they
could tell us which train went closest to our hotel so that we could get safely
back. They looked at each other and said “just take the one train”. Huh where
and what is the one train? Their response was “just follow the signs you’ll
find it. So we are looking a the signs and getting more tired and irritable by
the minute, we find the one train but the signs are not clear on to where it
goes, so we stupidly rely on the advice of the NYPD and get on the one train.
OMG it is now past midnight and two southern white girls are on the
non-returning train of the night to Harlem ! I
told you I couldn’t make this stuff up! Not to mention the man beside us has a
guitar and is singing “Jesus misses me” to the top of his lungs and wouldn’t
stop until the man on the other side of us offered him a quarter to stop
singing while he was on the train! Luckily it wasn’t the last train of the
night it was the second to last one and we were returned to our point of origin
at the same terminal we started at.
Now even more frustrated and sleepy we had to find the right
train on our own. After about fifteen minutes we found the right train to where
we needed to be going and it took it about fifteen more minutes to return to
the terminal to pick us up (in NY city subway time it felt like a very slow
hour and not fifteen minutes). By the way we could have walked back to our
hotel by that time it was only six blocks away! I promise neither of us is that
ditsy, we were just that tired! We did make it safely back to our rooms about 1
am, in time to get a few hours of sleep before our 5am wake up call and our car
to the studio was waiting on us at 630 sharp. We didn’t use the subway the rest
of our trip! So if anyone needs a subway card I have one I’ll give you for
free!
After our first night of fun we were then prisoners to the
bra company the entire rest of the week. The first day was all the “before”
photo shoots, the- in our own clothes, our own bras, our own makeup and hair.
It was a very long day, in which they wanted to make sure we looked our worst
so that the makeovers would be that more spectacular! I now know for sure that
all commercials are lies! They did interviews in which we had to say what they
wanted us to say and dress like they wanted us to dress and so forth. We didn’t
get out of day one productions till nearly 7pm. We did meet some great new
friends and we ended up going to dinner with them at Serendipity’s and had some
fun for a few hours before we went back to crash exhaustedly into our lush beds
for a few more hours till the next wake up call at 7 am.
Our third day in NY and the second and final day of
production were upon us. We got up didn’t do our hair or makeup, didn’t even
bother getting out of our pajamas practically and went to the studio set. We
were pampered with hair and makeup professionals, wardrobe from head to toe and
a stylist. Sounds like fun huh? It was crazy! Lights cameras, production staff,
I’m talking about 40 men fully dressed in a studio with women all in the
skivvies! To hair, then to makeup, then to wardrobe, then repeat and repeat
again. Then to fully dressed after photos and then undressed new bra photos,
and then the after production of the bra commercial, also the after interviews
about how and why we loved our new bras! It was crazy!!!!!
The last and final night in NY all of us woman in the photo
shoot went to Tres Hermanos
for dinner. It was so much fun, but we were all worn out. We didn’t get back to
our rooms till about 11 pm. We had to be up by 6am the following morning to
meet our car for the trip back to the airport. Once through security at we
boarded the plane and sat on the tarmac for nearly 2 hours, then landing in
Atlanta for our connecting flights 2 hours late, running through the airport
like crazy people trying to make our flight only to have the terminal door shut
in our face because they gave our seats away to the standby flyers because we
weren’t there 30 minutes early to check in! Seriously! So two and half hours
later and my sister was cussing out the ticket desk rude lady to get us a new
flight! We could have driven home in that time, but the production company
wouldn’t pay for a rental car!
Finally on our way home, on our final flight back to the
origin of our departure four days prior was a living nightmare! Storms forced
our plane to go out over the ocean after dropping in elevation by a couple
thousands feet, with people screaming and crying! The pilot saying please
remain seated and belted down and feel free to pray! We circled the runway 3
times before he told us to brace for landing and once the wheels hit the tarmac
in the storm we fishtailed sideways on the runway! I think everyone on the
plane needed new skivvies by then!
Safely on the ground we were very happy to be home. So
beware of winning a trip, it could be deadly…lol even more it could be sad,
because in reality we spent 4 days in New York and we didn’t get to see any of
the sights, and probably never will because I have no desire on earth to visit
New York again. I know I disappointed my sister who wanted to go to the Empire State
building after dinner one night and the fact that we never had the time to shop
or go to the harbor to at least glance at the Statue of Liberty. I feel bad
that we won a completely free trip to New
York and didn’t get to enjoy it! L