Three reasons why Suze Orman is my hero.

In the months leading up to my move, people asked me why (oh, god, why?) I was moving to San Francisco and leaving New York. I had a few well-thought out, sensible and family-oriented reasons in my back pocket. Reasons that, to me, should have satisfied my biggest critics…I mean, who can argue with:

• I was healthier in California and I’d like to get back to my running, more organic (less boozy) self.
• My niece and nephew didn’t recognize me outside of being able to point out Jenna-esque gaudy accessories in department stores.
• I wasn’t planning on living in New York City forever.

To the naked eye, the above life observations should have been more than enough, right? They weren’t. People were unsatisfied, disappointed and generally not supportive, until I pulled out the last reason. The reason of all reasons; the reason that no twenty-something with champagne taste can possibly argue with:

• I’m broke, San Francisco is cheaper and I’m planning on locking it up (financially speaking).

This final reason was met with knowing nods, understanding eyebrow raises and the sympathizing extended blink.

So, it’s time to put my money where my mouth is and start living by the laws of Orman. Because Suze is to shoppers what Donald Trump is to real estate agents: The blueprint of success. Suze is to over-spenders what Perez Hilton is to Lindsey Lohan: The mirror you’ve been avoiding (for good reason LiLo).

That’s why I love you, Suze.

So, as I glance over to my new IKEA chair at my new Marc Jacobs purse carelessly strewn over the back, I’ve decided to get Suze Serious. Make this move good for something and, dare I say, make Suze proud?

Three reasons why S.O. is my hero:
1. She loves jackets and blazers.
2. Oprah is her homeboy.
3. Bitch knows how to budget.