As we say goodbye to 2011, I must also bid adieu. It has been a blast being able to blog and work alongside two of my favorite PR mavens and all around classy broads, Meg and Adrianna. Although this is my last post on NYC PR Girls, I know I leave you all in the most capable of hands.
So, in my last post, I would like to leave you all with a little bit more background on myself and my NYC PR girl journey. I did not major in PR, nor did I have any prior PR experience when I bought a one way ticket to the Big Apple and moved over a thousand miles away from the only home I’d ever known. You can only imagine the curious looks I received in proudly declaring to all I knew, that this Sunshine State native would be moving to New York, in mid January, on literally nothing but a dream. Since childhood, I had daydreamed about living in the city that never sleeps, but the further I grew into adulthood the less likely it seemed. Until one day, I decided to take a chance.
To make a long story short, I moved to New York knowing I was interested in public relations, but like many, not entirely sure of what a position in PR entailed. After speaking with a relative who worked in the field, also in Manhattan, I knew NYC would be the perfect city to test my media skills. Though I wasn’t entirely certain I could land a job in PR I had no doubt that I wanted to be a part of it - New York, NY.
So like the practical individual that I am, I quit my job (my very secure job) in Florida and took a temporary job in NYC as a nanny in the Upper West Side. With a college degree and years of work experience, I never thought I would find myself changing diapers and monitoring play dates. However, after merely two months of nannying and thanks to a connection through the lovely woman I worked as a nanny for, I landed a coveted position as an intern at a top agency in Manhattan. Two years later I am a public relations professional with a New York City address. My daydreams became a reality.
And with that, I leave you with my final parting words: take chances. Take a chance on the bright red lipstick you didn’t think you could pull off, take a chance in submitting your resume to that position posted on Media Bistro that seems unattainable, take a chance on the boy you think of as “just a friend”. Take a chance on your dreams. Take a chance on yourself. If you make one resolution for 2012, let that be it.