New Adventures in Nashville

First semester, my songwriting teacher told our small, eager class that if we really wanted to get into the business of songwriting, we would have to go to Nashville. At that time, I would have never that I’d actually end up living there this summer, but here I am; sitting in a bedroom in a house of strangers on a street of a city full of strangers, far far away from anything I’m comfortable with or have ever known.

I’m used to embarking on adventures alone, like going abroad to France at 15 with no friends and living in a homestay for a couple weeks, starting college, traveling Europe, going to sleep away camp, all of that. But this felt and still feels so different. After my parents backed out of my driveway and made their way back home, it was just me alone in this foreign household and the sound of an old-fashioned air conditioning system and creaky doors. I DO have roommates, it’s just that both happened to be away at the time, making it feel even more dramatic to truly be on my own in a new state, left to figure out how to start a temporary new life for a couple of months. No friends, an internship I start tomorrow, and a million street signs I’ve never heard of to pass by.

I was very pleased to discover that the girl who’s room I’m subletting has quite similar taste to me, so my decorations mesh very well with hers. For a girl (me) who made a binder of my middle school bedroom makeover plan, filled with expensive PB Teen furniture and a color scheme of chocolate-brown wood furniture and mint, white and turquoise bedding and decor, interior design has CLEARLY always been a priority. So, it’s nice to show up cold Catfish to your new home and find an antique dresser and framed art of indie bands hanging in your bedroom #chic

I got this kitchy, vintage Nashville plate at an awesome antique shop here. These past two days I’ve been doing a lot of antique shopping because I literally have no friends and nothing else to do.

I got this funky silver hands plate/tray at the antique shop too!

and same with these funky cow-hair coasters! Are they faux? Let’s pretend they are.

just explorin’ ^

I’ve done some yoga, some antiquing, some thrifting, some eating-alone-in-cafe-ing, some driving alone (in my new used white Jeep Patriot which is cute af thanks Dad) and have just been explorin’ la ville of Nashville in general.

I also watched the Nashville Predators hockey game tonight at a sports restaurant/bar with one of the other interns and her roommate. Another two new things I’ve opened my mind up to- beer and sports! Who would have thought!!!!! Not sure how long that will last.

Tomorrow I start my first day of work at Thirty Tigers, the music management and publishing company that hired me, which seems lit AFFFF. They represent a lot of awesome artists including some of my faves, and they let them all keep 100% copyright of their work. They rock.

The one thing I can already say about this city is that it’s filled with some of the most genuine, welcoming, giving and supportive people I have ever met. People ACTUALLY want to go out of their way to help you! This city is truly like a family, and hopefully I can find a place in it. Sounds cheesy af, but it’s true.

~xoxo Ali~

3 thoughts on “New Adventures in Nashville

  1. I CRIED A LITTLE WHEN I READ THIS. THEN I HAD TO REMIND MYSELF THAT THIS IS ALI WHO WOULD ALWAYS SEEK OUT ADVENTURE AND TAKE THE HARDER ROAD TO REACH HER GOALS. I’M GOING TO MISS YOU SO MUCH SWEETHEART BUT I KNOW YOU WILL MAKE THIS A MOST REWARDING SUMMER.
    AND NOW, WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME, YOU WILL BE JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE OF A SOUTHERN GIRL
    AND SWEETER THAN EVER.
    LOVE
    MIMI

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