This time around the waiter was not feeling me and my (very loud) family and had no patience with me describing what I usually get since I couldn’t find it on the menu. Frida, her best friend Hannah, and I all got mango lassi’s which my own sister turns out to like (!) and Hannah is a vegan lol. So I was very happy because I got three mango lassi’s. There’s no AC in there and between the combo of tons of Christmas lights and hot thick Indian food we were sweaty and miserable. It’s definitely a better experience at night time.
It was really magical that we came across this street parade while in a car on our way to my childhood pizzeria. I love that specific part of Williamsburg cause it is so full of childhood happiness and magic. I had such a perfect childhood, that the things that were everyday gleams of happiness when I was little still being me joy now. This street fair is one of them. The Catholic Church in my neighborhood puts it on every year to honor a saint. Nick and I went and spent a lot of money. We are big pina colada people and they had them there. We bought one and sipped it and it tasted totally unalcoholic so we asked the vendor if was sure he put alcohol in it and he said just stir it (there was no alcohol in it lol). Then we went to another more celebratory stand and bought another pina colada that was supposed to have alcohol in it (it did not) 🤦🏼♀️.
I take back everything I ever said… I love the color green.
This wedding was right on the Long Island sound and it smelled horrible outside (I thought it was geese poop but turns out it was literally the sound) but the inside of the venue smelled amazing (I should have asked what they put in those diffusers).
Christy Turlington Burns
This is what I imagine I feels like being one of those woman who always wears heels and never looks like she’s in pain and has her life together. It’s a beautiful fantasy.
Took this at the Whitney. It reminds me of the beautiful haunting cover of my favorite book The Great Gatsby.