12th and a was our first home in nyc. located on a dusty block in the east village, our fifth floor walk-up had hot pink walls and a shower in the kitchen. we moved in together as roommates shortly after meeting as fellow assistants in the fashion closet at lucky, and the rest, as they say, is history. we might not share a sink-less bathroom anymore, but not much else–be it a shared penchant for a stiff drink, clothes we can’t afford or a general belief in playing just as hard as we work–has changed.
-nicole boucher & ariel kaiser