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Playlists

Reba McEntire Revs Up With Trainer Risa Sheppard
As featured in the November/December 2009 issue of VIVmag, Pilates maven Risa Sheppard has been training “The Queen

Recipes

Nancy Silverton's Family-Style Antipasto Salad
This quick, simple dish was adapted from one of Silverton's favorite recipes.

VIV Moments

Joselin Linder

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Hometown

Brooklyn, NY

Joie de VIVre

Road trips, red wine, my dog Dee Dee and my books, The Good Girl's Guide to Living in Sin, The Purity Test, The Ultimate College Prank Book (coming out in August) and Have Sex Like You Just Met (coming out in December!)

VIV Moment

I had been living in San Fransisco for three years. I had started a business with a friend that had recently fallen apart. I was in a relationship that was unhealthy and punctuated by a miserable break-up/get-back-together pattern that was making me crazy. My close friend in New York City told me to get on a plane and celebrate my birthday with her. I figured there was no reason not to.

I contacted a whole bunch of people I knew from college living in the area and planned a party. All of them showed up. When I told them how unhappy I had been, everyone started to encourage me to move to New York. I told them I was considering L.A. New York felt too difficult and far away. But they persisted. As my plane left a few days later, I looked down at Manhattan a little wistfully. Could I move there? Would it be better?

Back in San Francisco, as my plane pulled into the gate, I searched through my cell phone for someone to whom I could announce my arrival, or even make plans with for drinks. None of the numbers I saw staring back at me were numbers I wanted to call. The lonely feeling I had come to know so well returned to my stomach. When I got home to my apartment, I turned on my computer. There were about 15 messages from my friends in New York with links to websites for jobs, apartments and hot online daters. All of the sudden it hit me. I didn’t have to be lonely. I had friends. There were people in the world that loved and made me feel special. I had given San Francisco a fair try. It hadn’t worked. It was not my city. Two months later I moved.

A year later I flew back to San Francisco for a wedding. On the way back to New York, as we looped around the city before making our descent into La Guardia I had the greatest feeling in my stomach in quite some time. I was home!

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