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Romantic New York Love Video

Hannah Hart Beat

Happy Friday, Hart Beat! I can’t believe I’m typing this but it’s snowing right now in New York. That’s right. We went from having consecutive days of 60 degree glorious days to now being downed in a flurry of snow. Blah. To make it up to you I thought I would share the most heartwarming video that I found browseing ye old internet. Have you seen this video?

The video is amazing, right? I’ve fallen in love in New York and can say that the emotions the video evokes are pretty on point. I love the shots of the subway and Highline especially. The video reminds me of a similar feeling series that I posed on the blog a few years back. You can read the Yelp love story in this post here.

Thanks, Condé Nast for bringing some warm and fuzzies my way this wintery night. Does this video remind you of anything, Hart Beat?

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Behind the scenes at The Nutcracker

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Hey Hart Beat! Over the weekend New York Magazine shared something super cool on their Instagram that I thought you might like to see. The magazine posted a series of exclusive behind-the-scenes look backstage at the New York City Ballet’s annual performance of The Nutcracker.

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The photos are so captivating and remind me how much I love the ballet. Growing up I danced for about 8 years (till I hit fun times puberty in high school) and since then I’ve always loved watching documentaries and even sometimes going to watch the performances in New York. And these photos, I mean, what’s more holiday than The Nutcracker? Check out these photos and more on The New York Magazine‘s instagram account.

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All photos by @dalberda.

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A secret to the Metropolitan Museum of Art

Hannah Hart Beat

Hi Hart Beat! I’m back! Did you miss me? I sure missed you although Pedro and I did have an amazing time out in Portland. More to come on that soon..

Today I want to share a secret trick I learned during the Food52 summer week. On Wednesday of last week I decided early in the morning to make a trek up to the Upper East side and visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I’m sorry to say that even though I live in New York I don’t really take advantage of the amazing museums and galleries that we have all of the city. The MET is an especially great visit since they ask for “suggested donations” which means you can pay whatever you feel like. As a resident that makes it even easier to go since you’re not shelling out $30 every time.

Since I had an early morning inspiration to visit the MET, I got the the museum at 10am on the dot when they opened the doors. And that’s my secret! Since I know where all the popular impressionist art is in the museum (second floor to your left) I booked it straight up there and, no joke, I had the ENTIRE section to myself for a solid 45 minutes. Seriously. It was just me, the guards, Monet, van Gogh, Degas, Renoir, Cassatt, and a few others. Crazy.

I was in such shock and amazement that I took some pictures to show you how empty it was. Even though I normally hate it when people take photos in museums I felt like this was a special occasion…

So there you go, Hart Beat. Next time you want to go to the MET go at 10am on a Wednesday and you’ll have the museum experience you’ve always dreamed of having.

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All changes

On change

All changes

Hi Hart Beat. This spring it seems that there are so may changes happening. Between people coming and leaving the city, moving neighborhoods and starting and ending jobs, it’s hard to keep track of the New York that I moved too three years ago.

A friend of mine and I at work this week were talking about this with the recent news of the iconic 190 Bowery building finally being sold. The building was one of the first things I really remember about moving to New York when I used to walk from Carolyn’s first apartment on Rivington to my first job at Chelsea Market. I love Brooklyn and have been living in the neighborhood Greenpoint ever since I got here. But here’s a little news, Hart Beat. This is the last summer that I’ll be in North Brooklyn.

Since change is not something that I naturally deal with well, my wonderful roommate Johannah send me this quote on Friday and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for
what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one
life before we can enter another”

— Anatole France

The quote is a little sad but at the end of the day, change is always hard, even if it’s the right thing to do. You just have to remember what it is you want and take the melancholy as part of the deal. And don’t worry, I’ll give you more updates on the move as the summer comes.

All changes

Spread Love It’s the Brooklyn Way

Hey Hart Beat! Gotcha! I’m pretty sure I had some of you pegged. What a classic opening line amiright?

You don’t know me, but over the next few minutes maybe you’ll think I’m cool enough to follow on IG (shameless social media plug).
When Hannah asked me to guest post on her blog, I said something along the lines of “pssh, girl you buggin! Me?! You want ME to write on your blog, have you read mine (shameless plug again #boutdatlife) it’s completely unlike yours, who’s gonna wanna read what I have to say?!” But really I was kinda hype.

After some serious lurking I’ve learned Hannah has fantastic taste in music, and has shared some great tracks. So I figured I’d follow suite and share some music I’ve been stuck on as of late.

Being a Brooklyn native there’s one particular genre of music that, for lack of a better term, warms my soul. That genre is hip hop. I like to think I have a pretty electric taste in music and can appreciate just about anything, but hip hop holds a very special place in my hear. I get it and hip-hop gets me. We have a special relationship, her and I.

So, without further ado, and before I get all teary eyed and emotional check out the homie Radamiz below.


“New York Don’t Love Me” by Radamiz

Shameless plug for my Instagram. I’m still the editor here, Pedro…

Oh New York, Frank O’Hara and I love you so much

Hi there. Happy rainy Monday night, Hart Beat. Back in September I shared this amazing poem with you called “Having a Coke with You” by Frank O’Hara. I love the poem because not only is it an incredibly romantic poem to read to a lover but it’s a great ode to New York as well. I have another Frank O’Hara poem to share tonight and this one is no different. The poem oozes love and intimacy (oh god it’s wonderful / to get out of bed / and drink too much coffee / and smoke too many cigarettes / and love you so much) but the best part, in my opinion, is the subtle way that it talks about the eternal love for New York City. I’m right there with you Frank, my darling.

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by Frank O’Hara

How funny you are today New York
like Ginger Rogers in Swingtime
and St. Bridget’s steeple leaning a little to the left

here I have just jumped out of a bed full of V-days
(I got tired of D-days) and blue you there still
accepts me foolish and free
all I want is a room up there
and you in it
and even the traffic halt so thick is a way
for people to rub up against each other
and when their surgical appliances lock
they stay together
for the rest of the day (what a day)
I go by to check a slide and I say
that painting’s not so blue

where’s Lana Turner
she’s out eating
and Garbo’s backstage at the Met
everyone’s taking their coat off
so they can show a rib-cage to the rib-watchers
and the park’s full of dancers with their tights and shoes
in little bags
who are often mistaken for worker-outers at the West Side Y
why not
the Pittsburg Pirates shout because they won
and in a sense we’re all winning
we’re alive

and the little box is out on the sidewalk
next to the delicatessen
so the old man can sit on it and drink beer
and get knocked off it by his wife later in the day
while the sun is still shining

oh god it’s wonderful
to get out of bed
and drink too much coffee
and smoke too many cigarettes
and love you so much

(published in 1961)
(Source for both photos)