I rode the street car by myself. And went downtown. By myself.
Now this may not seem like a big deal for a 24 year old, but it is. I have lived in New Orleans for over a year and today was the first time I’ve ventured down there by myself for non-work reasons (and even then I only make it as far as the dome). I’m proud of myself.
The second reason: I wore a dress in front of people for an extended period of time. And I wore my hair down and did not get that aggravated with it touching my neck.
Like I said, big week.