It’s my New York-a-versary! Six years ago, I moved here from South Africa, to live a life based out of the Big Apple – just as I’d once dreamed of doing. As a journalist, I came to New York on the hope and the dream of interviewing Meryl Streep over lunch (at some divine restaurant in the West Village, or you know, anywhere). Of course, I knew it would be hard. I knew I would be giving up so many safety nets – a regular salary, my trusted hair-dresser, my gym membership (Melrose Arch Virgin Active had become a second home to me), an entire industry I’d worked long and hard to…
Entertainment without the 'E!'
