Music City native. That's me. Unicorn. That's what people call me when they ask me where I am from. Back in the day you just assumed everyone in Nashville was from here, now it seems to be one of the first things you ask someone upon meeting. I always get a surprised reaction when I tell them I am from Nashville and that I also do not sing or aspire to be a singer. I do not spend my nights on Broadway and I only own one pair of cowboy boots that I refuse to wear anywhere near downtown on the weekends. It's sad that I am almost embarrassed to wear them anymore. I don't want to be looked at as I look at all of the tourists, implants and bachelorette parties as they stumble down Broadway on a Friday night or stand in long lines at Biscuit Love and Pancake Pantry on Sunday mornings. It makes me cringe as I drive past these peoples with cowboy hats and brand new shiny cowboy boots. I know I sound hateful but it's just the truth and only people from Nashville will understand. The "Nashville bloggers" make me want to throw my computer. They blog all day about the new coffee shops, bakeries and boutiques and claim they know the ins and outs of my city...and they aren't even from here. Please. Now, don't get me wrong, I embrace change and love the new restaurants and bars but when you have to avoid downtown at all cost because they charge $50 to park or you can hardly see the beautiful skyline from all the damn condos you start to become resentful. Anyways, I just need to rant....and for god's sake can they bring Bar23 back? I'm trying to sit in a VIP booth and drink champagne.
xoxo
