Thursday, June 30, 2011

Saturday, June 25, 2011







Blouse: Buffalo Exchange
Slightly wrinkled skirt (I was sitting on the bus for a long time!): American Apparel
Tights: Urban Outfitters
Heels and Ring: Aldo
Necklace: Etsy





Showing off the new Jack Kerouac tattoo.

Jeans: Levi
Shoes: Aldo
Shirt: AA

I actually don't recall what we did this day, aside from eat at a small cafe in Brooklyn Heights. All of my money is spent on food, clothes, and books, I've come to realize. Truly. When I look at my bank statement each month I am astonished and embarrassed by how much I spend on those three categories. And then I forget about it, and repeat the same process the next month. Clearly, my parents did a fantastic job of teaching me to be a fiscally prudent young adult.

In parting, I leave you with this:

I understand that, no matter how badly I want it, I cannot live in 1960s France. But how about a day trip? Can I just take a vacation there?

Friday, June 17, 2011

Mean Streets

My past few weeks have been defined by work, hence the lack of posts. The school year is ending soon, however, so there will be less jobs and more free time. As for now...

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On this day, Noel and I lazily wandered into the Meat Packing District, where we found a deliciously unique, if not overpriced, ice cream truck that boasted flavors such as Earl Grey, Red Current, and Giandujia (a mixture of hazelnut and chocolate; I know, I had never heard of it either). It was delightful.
Also, you may be thinking that wearing tights and boots in June means either I have an underactive thyroid or I'm simply deranged, but I assure you, the weather that day was abnormally chilly and blustery (as evidenced by my billowing skirt). The weather in New York has been proving to be quite erratic...

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Dress: Vintage from No Relation, an amazing vintage shop in the East Village that everyone should visit. (Thank you to Claire for unintentionally turning me on to the store)
Boots: DSW
Ring: H&M

We later visited the Met with the intention of seeing the Alexander McQueen exhibit, among other things. Turns out there's a 45 minute wait just to get into the exhibit, so we judiciously decided to skip it. It ultimately worked out in our favor, because we saw this exhibition instead, which was probably better.

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Noel and homoerotic Roman ass

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More posts to come.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

George Dambier

Here are a few of the stunning photographs we saw at the George Dambier exhibit. I am so wistful it's torturous...

A young BB!