That weekend I did allll the things in NYC.

i had all intentions of posting this on Monday but chilled out in the Monday blues for a bit too long, which totally hijacked that plan, and then got so busy yesterday that i didn’t have time! but here i am — hi, friends!

so, the good news: i stayed in NYC this weekend and had a non-stop, fun-filled run-around weekend chocked full of awesome people, places & things.
the bad news: back to the non-weekend life was rough.

so, here’s a recap of my non-stop weekend of wonderful places, people & things:

Friday: i took a vacation day (makes alllll the difference to have Fridays free!) because my fun California friend who we (we being me and everyone who knows him through me) affectionately (& appropriately) call Manbun came to visit. i love having friends in town, especially in the nice weather, because i get the chance to play tourist in my own city and bop around all over the place. as expected, we did sooooo many things while he was here, so prepare yourself for photo overload.

you know what’s better than having friends from California? having friends from California who are photographers. i think i’d be totally fine with someone following me around and photo documenting my life.

Processed with VSCOcam with e2 presetin a camera store, because that’s where photographers hang out when they visit new cities, duh.

the tricky thing about photographers is that they can make you look better in photos than you do in real life. i’ll take it. 🙂

The Highline. there’s a fantastic exhibit on it right now called The Collectivity Project by Danish-Icelandic artist Olafur Eliasson (such a dope last name, no?), which is essentially a whole little sectioned-off area boasting tables with thousands of white legos begging visitors to play architect and leave their marks.

Mets vs. Dodgers game. this was my first time at Citifield in a few years, and i forgot how beautiful this stadium is. my friend is a crazy Dodgers fan, so this was the perfect “while in NY” birthday gift for him, and we ended up with a gorgeous night for a baseball game.

Saturday: woke up & ran 9 miles (i needed that — more running chat later this week, mmmkay?) and then trekked over to one of my newly favorite neighborhoods: Williamsburg, BK. man, i love that little hipster town.

here’s my favorite shot of the day: my acro modeling debut against an awesome “DREAM” mural on a random side street.

i take zero credit for the concept, but Hundo P credit for the ups. 🙂

3 places we went in Williamsburg (&i’d recommend them all):

Sweatshop cafe & design shop. so minimalist, so elemental, so Australian, so dope. loved this little place.

Radegast Hall & Biergarten. such a happening spot on Saturday afternoons! a band i really like was playing, and it turns into an all-out dance party where everyone just can’t help but have the best time. i love when life is like that.

Crown Victoria. i don’t have any pix of this place, but it has a really sweet outdoor space out back with a “backyard BBQ” sort of vibe, complete with food/drink trucks and picnic tables. we saw a bachelor party all dresses as superheroes, which was awesome. really great chill spot.

we capped off our action-packed Saturday with dinner at Momofuku Noodle Bar in the East Village, which is a really hip & popular place to which i’ve never gone before. i wasn’t sure i’d be that into it, but it was the one restaurant he really wanted to try…and it was really good. (i was also starving at this point, but it was seriously good!)

we split these 3 things:
shiitake buns: hoisin, scallion, cucumber

bunscorn appetizer: pickled tomatillo, pepitas, oregano
hozon ramen bowl:
scallion, chickpea, kale

i honestly would have never ended up here on my own and had zero idea what to order or expect, so i was happy to let him order (thankfully he chose all vegetarian = brownie points for that), and he did a great job, as all the dishes were great. the chickpeas and kale combo was fantastic.


Bemelman’s Bar at the Carlyle Hotel. we swung through here after church specifically to check out this amazing spot where author/artist Ludwig Bemelman’s of the Madeline children’s books fame transformed the walls of the bar with his artwork. it was truly a magical, whimsical spot to which i can’t wait to return.

we went during off hours and simply walked around, and i had a sort of “moment” there, in the empty, classic bar with the magical walls telling tales of a fairytale NYC that feels so untouched and sacred. i do believe i could have stayed there with a journal or book for hours and had a renewal of the soul in that tuck-away of a lovely spot.

Central Park. 
walking around Central Park on a lazy Sunday afternoon in the summertime, watching the miniature sailboats on the pond and feeling the overflowing happiness of simply being — i should do well to have more of these things in my life.

FullSizeRenderand yes — i am as in love with the world in that photo as you could possibly imagine that girl to be.


love affair with Brooklyn

you know those days where you have nothing planned, and then you end up with all the best spur-of-the-moment, exactly-what-i-want-to-be-doing-today plans, and your whole day is just fabulous and you go to bed thinking how lucky you are to have the life you have, in the place you live, with the friends you’re blessed to call yours?

those are the best days; the days that remind you how precious and amazing and spontaneous and beautiful this little life really is. i had one on Saturday: a lovely, sunny, enjoying-every-moment sort of day.

and oh, i fell in love, too.

with Brooklyn. i’m currently having a major love affair with Brooklyn. even though i stumbled upon some street art (to add to my collection of feet photos) claiming the borough to be otherwise, i find it absolutely brimming with more than enough love to go around.

IMG_7177don’t lie to me, BK. you love me, too.

other than a run on Saturday, i really had zero plans for once, so i was stoked when a girlfriend said she was heading to Williamsburg, Brooklyn to check out a popular biergarten and some live music. Radegast Hall & Biergarten is a totally rad spot (yes yes my puns are always intentional) to which i really can’t wait to return. we were all smiles, all day.

FullSizeRenderi can’t speak to the beer, because although they have a crazy extensive selection, i’m just not a beer gal and stuck to what i know i love: the cucumber cocktails. and those were delicious.

as cool as the place was, and as delicious as the drinks were, it was the the band, however, who absolutely stole the day. if i’m having a crush on Brooklyn, than i don’t know what you call what i’m having on Sammy Miller & the Congregation. i want to kidnap them all and bring them around with me in my every day life to provide a soundtrack for FUN. they were the most energetic, talented, enthusiastic, lively, adorable band i’ve seen in SUCH a long time, and they had that place turned into an absolute dance party USA. it was all sorts of amazingness.

bandmusicians on tables, dancing on benches, saxophone solos, trumpets playing “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” (which happens to be one of my all-time fave songs) — it was unreal & i never wanted it to end. they created the epitome of a perfectly chill, unbelievably fun environment where every single person in there was laughing and engaged and totally infected by their music.

group& now i want every Saturday to be a dance party in a Brooklyn beer hall. and yes, you’re all welcome to come join my dance parties.

i also made friends with the trumpet player because i took this sweet pic of him dancing on the table (which totally reinforces my belief that i have a promising career in iPhone photography):johnlampley
and i had to show it to him and he obviously needed to have it, so i plan on stalking their Instagram and following them around town and reminding him that we are, indeed, new friends. doesn’t sound creepy at all, right? hopefully more such similar pix will ensue in the near future. because it’s always fun to have musician friends with talent!

my girlfriend & i then decided to make a night of it in BK and bopped around to check out a few other spots as well, including the two rooftops Berry Park and The Gorbals, two really sweeeeet places to which i hope to return. i realllly dug The Gorbals roof — and we met a super interesting hippie homeless Aussie bartender with a pile of dreads stacked on his head and the intention to legally change his last name to “Pineapple” in the imminent future, to match his tattoo (and i assume the dreads are supposed to be pineapple-y?).

such a cool vibe, BK. til next time, i’ll be thinking about you & all your wonderful weird glory.