Royal Pains is my “new” show of choice

This summer amidst interning and working, I’ve spent a good portion of my break from school binge-watching Netflix. As soon as spring semester ended, I got hooked on The Vampire Diaries, embarrassed as I am to admit it. Then June 6th rolled around, and I’m sure you can guess what show I was attuned to for the next week. Now that I’ve finished the second season of Orange is the New Black, I don’t know what to do with myself.

I danced for joy when OITNB’s second season premiered on Netflix.
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Then I subsequently cried when I finished the season and realized I have to wait yet another year for season three.
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Leave it to my grandmother to introduce me to my slowly-growing newest obsession, Royal Pains. Although I’m only four episodes in to the first season, it has officially grabbed my attention. I’m a sucker for any type of medical show, hence my never-ending love for Grey’s Anatomy, and this seems to have the right amount of drama and medical plot line for my liking.

So happy I found another Netflix show I can waste my time watching.
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It doesn’t hurt that Mark Feuerstein is the show’s star. He swept me off my feet the first time I watched the film In Her Shoes, and now I fawn over him every time he comes on the screen.

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The show features Feuerstein’s character as a diagnostic surgeon working as a concierge doctor in the Hamptons. Dr. Hank Lawson acts as a Robin Hood of sorts, caring for the rich who desire privacy above everything else and helping the poor who can’t afford to receive medical attention.

The reason I’m writing about Royal Pains is because of the show’s location. Previously, my knowledge of the Hamptons consisted of its mention in the 2004 movie White Chicks where two undercover FBI brothers head to the group of villages as part of  an investigation into the corruption encircling a wealthy elite.

And talk about wealthy. Royal Pains features some of the most gorgeous homes (or should I say mansions?) that serve as the wealthy elite and celebrities’ go-to destinations during the warmer months.

One of the locations seen in the show is the sprawling Oheka Castle located in Huntington, NY. The castle is now worth a reported $110 million and is a top venue for weddings, galas, and other events. Recent renovations have led to the restoration of 70% of the estate with plans to revamp the rest of the property in the future. In addition to Royal Pains, Oheka Castle has served as the backdrop in Citizen Kane and other media productions.

The Oheka Castle serves as the home of a wealthy elite on Royal Pains.
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Main Street in Southampton also serves as a filming location for the show, displaying its many local stores. There are frequent scenes of Dr. Hank Lawson walking down the street.

Main Street in Southampton.
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Other locations on Long Island stand in for Hamptons spots including Oyster Bay and Locust Valley. So, I might as well just tour all of Long Island while I’m at it. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get the opportunity to swoon over Mark Feuerstein in person. Fingers crossed.



I need to get my hands on Marie Claire’s Branché

This morning, I was sitting in class waiting for my professor to walk in and absentmindedly scrolling through my Twitter feed. It’s often full of the latest entertainment news, gossip etc, and God forbid I miss any breaking news that could have occurred over the last eight hours while I was sleeping.

Then, I happened upon Marie Claire’s tweet showcasing a photo of their new sister magazine that was released today. If you were in the New York City area, you may have gotten your hands on Branché, the pop-up magazine that Marie Claire employees were handing out at various locations in the city. But, don’t worry. If you haven’t gotten one yet, they’ll be handing out a total of 30,000 copies tomorrow, Saturday, Monday, and Tuesday. Just look for one of these girls on the street.

Take me to New York.
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So you can imagine my dismay when I saw this tweet. It screamed a not-so-subtle reminder to me that I need (and I mean absolutely need) to live in New York City one day. All these great things are happening on the streets of New York, and here I am stuck in a middle-of-nowhere town that doesn’t even have a Starbucks. I know…I have a hard life.

This needs to make its way upstate. Now.
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After I got out of class, I called my cousin who just happens to be in the city for the next few days.

“CAN YOU PLEASE GET ME A COPY OF BRANCHÉ TODAY,” I practically shouted into the phone as I left her a voicemail.

Liz Lemon explains how I’ve felt all day because I’m not in New York.
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She told me she would try her best, but I haven’t heard from her since. This is not a good sign.

So, I’ll pass the time that I spend waiting to hear from my cousin by daydreaming about one day walking the streets of the Big Apple, not as a tourist but as a New Yorker.

Anxiously waiting for my copy of Branché,