Westward Homo! In Which We Pack It In, Load It Up, Party Down and Get Out Of Town

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Robin and Carly, attractive newlyweds and perfect humans, are growing up and moving out — from busy busy New York City to easy breezy beautiful Los Angeles, California. They’ll be taking all their belongings minus what they were able to foist off on others, their dance superstar dog Arthur, and a lot of pictures. We will be following their emotional and actual literal journey — from packing to moving to settling in to establishing what will surely be the best-decorated apartment since their apartment in New York — as they make the biggest move of their lives and process with a bottle of Maker’s. They will be using the hashtag #arthurgoeswest for all trip-related tweets and Instagram photos.


 

The Decision to Move and Finding a House

by robin

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Deciding to move from NYC to LA was a decision that took place over many years. When Carly first brought up to me years ago that she always wanted to move out west, I rolled my eyes at the thought of Los Angeles and recalled the strip mall looking parts of a very flat city we had driven through on my one and only trip to the west coast.

Over the years, Carly and I have taken turns flying out to Los Angeles on business and little by little our friends have migrated out west, renting beautiful little houses with backyards full of lemon trees, spending their weekends at the beach or at a pool party, finding a community of like-minded queers living all around them. And so it went that when I was finally ready to go, Carly wanted to stay, and then we both wanted to stay and we criticized those leaving NYC as not being able to “hack it” and felt proud of how tough we were for sticking around all these years. But finally we landed on the same page and in the painful single digit days of January, Carly and I gleefully began packing our things into boxes and prepare for the biggest move of our lives.

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I flew out to Los Angeles a month after our last Autostraddle calendar shoot with the sole purpose of finding us a house. We tried to do this from across the country, on our phones with Alex Vega as our location scout, but quickly figured out that properties in Los Angeles, much like properties in NYC and probably most cities for that matter, are rented in person and that landlords prefer to meet their tenants before the lease is signed.

When you book a flight a week before from NY to LA, its usually twice as much as it should be and you get the worst seat. The worst seat is a middle seat in the back of the airplane. After a long flight, you feel a little grimey like you might need a nap and a shower and since I was on my way to see my first rental right off the plane, I had to settle for perfume and a quick change in the back of my rental car. The first place I saw is the place I ended up renting. A duplex in mid-city, a central neighborhood in LA, with a fruit-tree-lined backyard.


 

The Prep and Pack

by carly

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It turns out that preparing for a cross-country move is incredibly difficult. Robin and I have lived together for 3 years and have amassed quite a bit of stuff. Robin’s office is located in our apartment so in addition to moving our personal lives, we are moving a small business. While Robin was out in Los Angeles finding us a home, I tried to figure out how the hell we were going to get ourselves out there.

After researching several options, I chose FlatRateMovers who do long distance moves several times a week which keeps their costs lower than traditional moving companies. They also send a team of movers to pack the truck for you and after a combined 16 moves in the last decade, we were more than happy to sit back and let the professionals do the heavy lifting.

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When you move, you need to get rid of stuff. All of us have sentimental objects, but aren’t your memories more tangible than any object could be? There’s a sense of freedom knowing you can let go of things. And that things don’t define you and you have the power to determine their meaning. So, you know, don’t be a hoarder.

Also, you may have to buy or borrow some boxes. Insert box joke here.


 

Feelings on Family: A Conversation

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Robin: I haven’t been as emotional as I thought I would be actually.

Carly: Oh my god. Its just like our wedding. I was the one bawling at the wedding and I’m the one who is all feelings-y now.

R: Its weird ’cause I cry like ALL the time.

C: Like every day. (pause) You don’t cry every day, I’m kidding.

R: No really though. I can be very emotional. When I’m really sad or really happy, I’m crying.

C: Or really angry, or really hungry.

R: True.

(pause)

R: Do you wanna talk about how your parents were just here?

C: No.

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C: Ok, I will.

(Pause)

C: It was really stressful. And sad. But I rolled with it and naturally when it was time for them to go, I was sobbing like a baby.  Then I made some jokes to stop my tears.

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R: That sounds pretty on par. When you try and avoid those feelings sometimes they just come pouring out anyway.

C: Out of my face holes.

R: And then, there’s the joke. That’s why I love you.

Arthur the dog: WHAT THE F@#K IS GOING OOOOOOONNNNNNN????

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The Going Away Party

by robin & carly

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Tuesday night was our going away party and the drinks and the feelings were a flowin’. We invited everyone to meet us at The Dove Parlour in the west village which is a comfortable loungey bar with a vintage vibe and delicious cocktails. (note: Robin will not go to bars where she cannot sit down.) We were excited to see some of our closest friends before we embarked on our journey west (like Fievel). Carly had to excuse herself to go cry in the bathroom twice and we overused the phrase “we have a guest room” at least a hundred times. In NYC, no one has guest rooms so its not only novel but made us feel like we could possibly see all of these people sooner than we think.

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Wednesday morning we woke up early, feeling mildly hungover despite that late night trip to the Taco Truck, packed the car and headed to NJ to spend the night with Robin’s parents. Our empty apartment was too depressing to stick around on the air mattress another night. The thought of having a home cooked meal before a week of fast food was rather enchanting.

We are no longer New Yorkers.

“We’re the Californians.”
“OMG I was just thinking that!”

So Thursday morning we will wake up at 6 and make our first trek all the way to Columbus, Ohio where we will see Intern Grace and watch the finale of 30 Rock at the Red Roof Inn.

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Robin is the founder and CEO of Robin Roemer Photography. When she’s not busy photographing portraits, fashions or famous people, she’ll be sharing her photos and musings here on autostraddle. Robin is an aggressive hugger and likes traveling and cute shoes. If you want, she will also photograph your gay wedding or your cute girlfriend. Follow her on twitter. Contact: robin[at]autostraddle.com

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    *at the going away party*
    stef: DON’T GO!
    carly: omg you’re gonna move in like a year
    stef: ugh that’s true
    me: guys wait i don’t want to move to LA
    carly: how old are you
    me: 24
    carly: okay you’ve got like 6 years
    stef: it’s true
    carly: when you’re 30 you’ll wanna move to LA

    …stay tuned.

    (for real, good luck, carly & robin! you guys are my role models so who knows, maybe i will be a californian one day too.)

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      STEF AND I HAD THAT SAME CONVERSATION BUT I AM NEVER LEAVING EVER (because I trust everyone will come back to NY in 5 years and I’ll just be like SUCKAAAASSS look at my huge apartment)

      (I deal with my capital F Feelings about this move by being really dismissive and sassy.)

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    Good luck!

    Also I watched “The Californians” and as usual it made me laugh hysterically. I can’t help but laugh at everybody on the show especially when they’re obviously about thirty seconds away from cracking up. Bill Hader, that means you.

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    Can we discuss the mannequin? i had a mannequin in my house as a child and have been searching for one as an adult. i did not know you had the mannequin or i wouldve long ago purchased it from you. why oh why. however, you’re coming to LAAAAAAAAA yayyyyyyy! see you soon!

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    So excited for you and hearing about your move! This is a great feature. Who wouldn’t want to be in the sun more? Seriously it seems like a lot of days I question my choice to live under 95% of the year grey skies. It seems like many of the best lesbians peoples are up in LA! According to my following of Autostraddle anyway. Woo good for you! Also on an unrelated but possibly related note, I can’t seem to get enough Sheryl Crow Soak up the Sun. Oh the video is grand!

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    I adore you two, and I can’t wait to take advantage of that guest room. Safe travels, my dears, and come back to visit SO SO SO SOON. NY is darker now that you’ve left, and California a little brighter.

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