APARTMENT NUMBER 12

Photo by David Kestin

Heather Fink is on…

APARTMENT NUMBER 12

Photo by David Kestin

Comedian and filmmaker, Heather Fink, gives Metropolitan an artist’s perception of value through a personal snapshot of her life in Brooklyn. Luxury as a term has many definitions, and while financial freedom leads to luxurious experiences, the ability to see the world through other’s eyes has tremendous value.

I’m on apartment number twelve.

There was once a point when I bought a brand new wooden futon at the age of 24, a step up from those futons made out of black metal. I had a job with benefits for the first time. I was entering the legit adult zone.

Currently, at 33 in my bedroom in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, my furniture is a mish mash of absolute nonsense. I violate the very concept of a dresser by using open book shelves to shove my clothes.

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I have two roommates.

I also have an incredibly low rent and live in my absolute favorite place in New York City (let’s just say Greenpoint’s boobies really filled out in these last few years).

I look at fantasy houses and wonder what it would be like if I actually committed to a home. What will it be like to house hunt once Marvel finally lets me direct the next Punisher movie (based on the Garth Ennis editions naturally).

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I haven’t been hired for that yet.

Instead I recently directed my first feature film using credit cards, loans, and kickstarter money. Sorry if I made any of you ralph in your mouth but I promise you it’s okay. I’d rather be in debt and depressed having tried this and failed, than never having tried it. My life’s ambition is a thing I can do. I’m doing it. I’m awfully happy for a woman whose home resembles a college senior’s.

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I’m by no means scrappy.

From my life experience I can tell you that the Hotel du Cap Eden-Roc is the most impressive hotel I’ve ever seen. The Palm Islands in Dubai aren’t exactly my thing and I didn’t even have to slap any salamis to find this out. My favorite spas so far are the Terme di Pré Saint Didier at Mont Blanc in Italy, and the Ojo Caliente Mineral Springs Resort & Spa in New Mexico.

I seek out the world’s best experiences and I find a way. My day pass to Terme di Pré Saint Didier was 35 Euros and that included Italian men throwing ice at my face alternating with ultra hot steam whips in a sauna at no extra cost.

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Life is well lived when you know the diverse depths of its offerings.

It is possible to spend a lot of money on a meal that is worth every penny. The same is true for a multi-million dollar home. I’m talking about taste, and as Countess Luann of Berlin, Connecticut taught us all for the first time, money can’t buy class.

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Aim higher. High isn’t sparkle. High isn’t price tag. High is knowledge and knowledge is power!

Discovering a story, being “in the know” about a unique experience, and really doing your research is the key to living well, beyond whatever is being marketed to you.

Now go off luxury seeker, let the world be your nachos as you cover us in goops of hot cheddar. Nam nam nam nam.

 

Photo Credit: David Kestin

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