Brooklyn and Beer

This was an eventful weekend, or Saturday, I guess. Friday I worked, walked through the park, and then curled up with generic brand oreos and Netflix. Saturday I went to the Brooklyn Flea Market with Laura and Emily, my two summer loves. The flea market has everything from tacos to jewelry to lawn furniture. It's a fun place to wander around and try on crazy, polyester jump suits and gorgeous but overpriced, homemade jewelry. I got a leather bag for $10 that makes me feel super collegiate and now I'm pumped for school. Can't believe I go back in 2 weeks. Anyway, after getting lost in a charming part of Brooklyn, we took the subway to the Lower West Side and got dinner.

Jeff called and asked if I wanted to go to Brooklyn with him to a flower shop that has a bar in the back. This place was deep in the heart of Brooklyn, but it was super charming. The backyard is enclosed by ivy covered fences and it has little tables all over, where friends and even young couples with their infants were just hanging out. After a couple beers, I headed back home and he went to meet up with a few friends. Then at 11 we went to Harlem to a new International Bier Garten that just opened. I've never been to a bier garten before and of course I assumed there should be shrubbery around--it does sound like "garden" after all. Jeff made fun of me for this assumption. Regardless, we had fun and I've discovered that I genuinely love beer but not the cheap, nasty, college-party stuff. I'm nervous to go back to Athens with this new found love and little ammo to support the passion.

Anyways, today I went to the LES and got dinner with Jeff. Afterwards we stopped at a bakery and the woman had just pulled huge chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. Gooey, delicious, and as big as my face. AMAZING. I walked to the subway stop in the rain with my warm cookie; such a good moment. These past few weeks have been great. I finally feel in tune with the city and now I'm about to leave. Fingers crossed I'll be here next year. Better cross those toes too.

NIGHT.

Pizza in the Park

After 11 lovely hours at Lucky, Armita, another intern, and I decided to eat before taking the train home. She grabbed a tuna sandwich and I got a one-inch slice of ham and chicken pizza. Needless to say, she was immediately jealous of my greasy dinner and wanted to throw out her health food and buy a slice. So I shared. After picking up our food we headed to Bryant Park to eat and chit-chat. Considering I work next to the park, it's sad how rarely I go there. I've never gone at night and feel ridiculous for my delayed discovery. It's a block from Times Square but so peaceful and beautiful, perfect for attacking my delicious pizza. We had a good time. Armita is exotic and glamorous, so I didn't expect us to get along as well as we do. Often times I wish I had taken the internship in Cincinnati, but moments like this, eating pizza with types of people that I definitely wouldn't have met in Ohio, make me happy I came.

And now, my friend Tylenol PM and I will be cozying up. I'm hoping our pal drool will join us shortly.

LOVE.

Recent Events

Today I started what will be a three week long internship with CITY Magazine (which is super cool, b-t-dubs. Look it up: http://www.cityist.com/). Should be similar to Lucky as far as work goes, but in a smaller office and I'll get to assist at photo shoots. My biceps and resume are really working hard this summer.

In other news, went out with Laura and Emily Saturday night and as fun as it was, it's sad when I remember how much I'll miss them after my last three weeks are up! Cheesy but so true. And I went to Barcade with Jeff last night. In the depths of Brooklyn (aka: 2 stops in), sits this arcade infused bar. It was a good time, but I was hoping there would be Street Fighter. False expectations can ruin a night. We still had fun, and if you're ever in Brooklyn it's worth the stop.

I like being in a city with a transit system that makes travel super simple, but I'm excited to go back to Ohio. I can walk across in Athens in less time than I can subway down to the LES. Love you forever 513.

Time for a Group Exercise

Take your two pointer fingers and put them as close as they can get without actually touching. That's how close I was to seeing Anna Wintour today. I was sent to the GQ offices and, while waiting for an elevator going up, I heard a conversation coming from one headed down. The doors just started to close and whose commanding voice did I hear? Wintour's. It was her. And in my book, that's a sighting.

Dreamin' about colored leaves

So ready for fall. If my budget--and the weather--allowed, this would be my uniform.