labor day.








(A little late) Our Labor Day was beautifully relaxing. We slept in, took the train to Connecticut to meet up with Maggie and Myron, went to a very Connecticut-like beach, and grilled everything humanly possible--corn, onion, mushrooms, chicken, ribs, peaches, and apples. The big surprise- grilled mushrooms. We were eating them like candy, popping them in our mouths straight off the grill and trying not to act surprise when they burned a little.

East coast beaches are a whole different animal, and I've really come to love them. Sure, they are a little rocky, but it makes a great setting for rock-skipping contests. I was the judge (because I can't skip), looking for number of skips, distance, and personal style.

Sam: the wind-it-up baseball pitch.
Myron: the full bodied release.
Maggie: the graceful lunge and swoop.

I hope your labor day was beautiful! (Forgive me for the lack of timeliness.)

the designers.







GenArt "Fresh Faces in Fashion"

on the runway.








Here are just a few favorites from the runway at the GenArt "Fresh Faces in Fashion" show this weekend. I was really lucky to be really small, and so many of the photographers were so nice and let me sit right on the floor- almost front and center. They were actually so helpful, and I loved how they all seemed to know each other like old friends. I would offer commentary on each of these, but I think the work speaks for itself. I am simply amazed by the talent out there.

Designs by:
1. Gretchen Jones
2. Katungulu Mwendwa
3. Katungulu Mwendwa
4. Chloe Comme Parris
5. Amanda Lew Kee
6. Come For Breakfast
7. Come For Breakfast

fresh faces.












I had the greatest opportunity this weekend to shoot the GenArt "Fresh Faces in Fashion" show. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was given a press badge and waltzed around like I owned the place. Boom. I was the only photographer in the pit with a cheap 50 mm lens, that's for sure.

It was so much fun, and I loved my little taste of NYFW. There was some beautiful work in the show, and it was exciting to see so many of these "fresh faces." You may recognize the woman in that last photo (by the back of her head?)- it's Gretchen Jones from Project Runway! I loved her collection- very fun and feminine.

I'll post more photos from the runway soon!

brooklyn cyclones.






If you ever want to see Brooklyn at it's finest, you gotta go to a Cyclones games. The ballpark is right off the Coney Island Boardwalk, and the Cyclones are actually names after the old wooden "Cyclone" roller coaster at the amusement park, built in 1927. It's humid and sticky, and the food is pretty crappy- but you'll find the best people watching, let me tell you.

We got tickets right up front, surrounded by season ticket holders. There was a man in full Cyclones gear with a long beard that rode the subway with us, the woman and her grown son who sat in front of us and wrapped up her hot dogs to save for later, and the man who constantly yelled "Let's go Cyclops!" off key and never at the right time. He shelled peanuts off the ground, and you had to be sure not to accidently look over when he was bending over because the elastic in his sweatpants had seen better days. His friend next to him slept the entire game with his chin on his belly, and only woke up once or twice to join in on the chant. "Let's go Cyclops!"- It really never got old, Sam and I were cracking up.

People were yelling at the players, "Come on, Ponce! Hit it, Ponce!" And, "Peanuts! Cracker Jacks!" All in the very best, most-authentic Brooklyn accents you'll ever hear. And, at the end of the game, they were throwing food and yelling at the emcee (who was wearing a large crown and a fat suit) to get the fireworks going. But, the fireworks show was put on hold until after the emcee raffled off every single players' jersey- right off their back. The cheerleaders (yes, cheerleaders) were holding the sweaty jerseys with the tips of their fingers, and nobody was claiming the raffle tickets. It was just too good. And, the fireworks were actually pretty darn impressive.

I love Brooklyn.

island beach.




So, we have these really great friends- Maggie and Myron- who are always up for an adventure, and somehow it ends up being slightly nautical. (The deep sea fishing trip was a Myro+Mae creation, to celebrate Myron's birthday.) They live up in Stamford, CT- which we have come to discover is only a 45 minute train ride out of the city. So, last month they invited us to spend the weekend in their beautiful loft apartment, and gave us the grand tour of Connecticut. It was the our first time in the state, and the whole time I had that guy from Holiday Inn in my head saying, "How can I stop him sir if I don't know which was in Conn-ect-i-cut!?" Because for real, it is so geographically embarrassing and Manhattan-y of me not to know where Connecticut actually is.

If you ever find yourself in CT (Greenwich, Stamford area):
1. Stew Leanard's- Yes, it's a grocery store. But, imagine the Disney Land of grocery stores. Every kind of food you can think of- farm fresh, free samples at every corner, animatronics and walking mascots. Ok, it sounds a little creepy when I write it down. But, it was one of the absolute highlights of the trip.

2. Island Beach- We took a little ferry out to this island, and fell in love a bit. It was small enough that you could walk across it in less than 10 minutes, and covered in picnic areas and camp sites. One side of the island was smooth, pebbly beaches, and the the other was surrounded by soft, tall grasses. It was Moonrise Kingdom. Maggie's sister had the great idea to collect mussels right off the beach and we went home and made the biggest pot of seafood linguini. Except, right as we were about to eat it, Sam's got his iPhone out researching the deadly effects of eating fresh shellfish out of the Long Island Sound. After that, everyone was too scared to eat them and we chucked the rest of the mussels. But, I ate the pasta anyway, and it was darn good.





Skyscraper Edition:

1. View from the TH office.
2. Brooklyn Bridge on the 4th of July.
3. Penthouse view from the Hotel on Rivington.

stoop books.



In Brooklyn, when you don't want something, you usually drag it out to the curb and assume that someone else will take it away. All you have to do is shop around the neighborhood, and learn to be really good at distinguishing trash from treasure. Keep away from furniture that may carry bed bugs, anything that smells, or might be missing parts and pieces. The best day is usually Saturday, because it is garbage pick-up and the streets are dotted with stoop sales.

And almost every day you can find books lined up between the stone pillars on the stoops in Park Slope- like a street level library. When people de-clutter their bookshelves, they leave them outside for the taking. And almost every day Sam comes home with another book in his hand. I must say, they are good finds. But, we really are running out of shelf space...

deep sea.




Last weekend we went deep sea fishing. Sam caught a shark- and we ate it for Sunday dinner. That's the end of that one. Now, someone please kick me from behind and tell me to start blogging again, eh?

















1. My view from the F Train, to and from work every day.
2. My tower- some day. 7th Street, Park Slope, Brooklyn.
3. High Line Park, Chelsea- made from an old high line train track.
4. New (old) dress.
5. Shakespeare in the Park, "As You Like It"
6. Riding to church.
7. Times Square.
8. Rainy days in SoHo.
9. 9-11 Memorial.
10. Graffiti wall in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
11. Violinists waiting for the F Train.
12. Sam Gray.
13. View of Manhattan from Williamsburg.
14. Sunflowers from the corner store.
15. Strung up lights in the back garden.