Young at Heart

It's nice to remember that swings are so fun...

My Competition

Here are some street style pics from the S/S 10 Fashion Week in Berlin shot by Stylesightings. Looks like I may need to get some lace tights if I want to blend in (rarely the case). The stockings however were not what drew me to these girls. I like their use of vintage (or at least looking) pieces, from the high wasted 50s-esque skirts to the 80s mini dresses. You know retro gets me every time. Maybe I'll run into one of them in the streets...

Song on Repeat: "Overnight Religion"

My obsession with Kurt Vile and balloons continues with this ethereal image and song to match. Kurt's latest "Overnight Religion" also continues his reign at the top of my summer playlists. I am excited that his first full length album Childish Prodigy will be released Oct 6, the day I return to the States.

Summer scariness and camera tutorials..

Enough About Me...

I find this cute website to be quite amusing...




Now back on track, I decided to indulge my new found insomnia with a late night snack. I rummaged through my refrigerator and found whole wheat bread and honey to be a delightful treat.

The Best BDay Party Ever

Saturday was so much fun, apparently all you have to do is have a pirate themed party and an obstacle course. My old roommate Angel is brilliant. Happy Birthday Love.

Down the Block

Was just talking about how I wish there was a pool to swim in by my house today. Apparently this lovely pool in a river is just a few blocks away from my soon-to-be apt in Berlin. Not bad, eh?

Random Sunday

NEW MEXICO—At the Lama Foundation community, a father and two children pass in front of the kitchen, a stoutly built octagonal wood and glass structure (geodesic dome) with all the things a kitchen should have, plus a dining room above, 1971.


Commune anyone?

Auntie to Number 3

I feel bad that I haven't blogged about my third little niece that was born on July 3rd in London. Miss Sadie Lake (love the name) is the first baby for my bro Andrew and his awesome wife. Yes another Cahn girl! Pretty crazy for a lady (me) with three older brothers. Here is my other bro Michael on an unexpected but obviously awesome layover in London on his way to Berlin. Can't wait to join him in the Mother Land and then see all my three nieces in Italy!

The Visitors

My best friend Bryn was just in town for a week and it was so nice. The craziest thing about having her in NYC is it just feels like she lives here and we are going out and hanging out normally like we would do if we were always together like we used to be (despite being a writer I am a big fan of run-on sentences). You know, sometimes it takes a second to get readjusted to someone you haven't seen in a year, not with Bryn. It always just falls into perfect comfortable normalcy. Man i wish she lived here.

A Night Out in the Good Ol' LES

My dearest friend Bryn is in town and since she was last here us Brooklyners have not really been up for the proper night out in the Lower East Side drinking whiskey and dancing at St Geromes like we used to do always, but it just wouldn't have been right to not do it with her. Although i did leave much earlier than my normal feeling healthy self would have, it was a good night full off spontaneous dry humping and pant removals. Take a look.

India

Maisie

Random Sunday (Nap Time)

CAMPANIA, Italy—1960.

God Bless Americans

Those Mainers sure love their country. I sported a red and white top on the birth of our nation, but that was nothing (and not really on purpose) compared to the extreme patriotism I witnessed in the lobster state. Our across the street neighbors, in the beach town of Scarborough, all got decked out in American garb and decided to spend their afternoon waving flags and blasting every American song from the the obvious and tolerable "Born in the USA" to the the so obvious I didn't think anyone actually would ever own it "America the Beautiful" as they held up signs saying "Honk if you love the USA" for cars driving by. And you better damn well honk, because if you stayed silent as you rode past you would have been blasted with "You hate your country you whore!" No joke. And that is not even the craziest thing I witnessed. Have you ever seen a group of 20 or so people go into a spontaneous Pledge of Allegiance with hands on their hearts and all? Let me tell you it's a pretty scary sight for a hippie-at-heart San Franciscan.

My Daily O

He's Your Lobster

I told you I would eat some lobster for you in Maine, but I will have to admit that we may have overdone it just a tad. While I was there I ate two lobster roles, two lobster dinners and a lobster omelette. That is five times the amount of times I have ever eaten lobster in my life. Never have I experienced a place/vacation that was so revolved around one specific food. Like my special lobster eating shirt?

WTF/Amazing

Thanks Oh.

It's Official!

Waiting for me in my mailbox when I arrived home from Maine was a little blue book we like to call a passport! The tickets have been purchased and the room has been found - if everything goes according to plan I will be bidding adieu to the U S of A in less than 30 days and will be heading to Berlin for two months. I am speechless and can't wait.



Thanks for the pics Owl and the Grapes

Back From the Beach...

...and there is still sand in my hair. Here is a pic of the Maine gang, always nice to spend the Fourth with such a motley crew of all ages. More pics to come of course.

I'll Eat Some Lobster For You...

Off to Maine for the Fourth of July long weekend — well these days my life is pretty much a long weekend — so I'll see you when I get back. Happy Birthday America (and Sunny!)!

Oh and wish me luck on my eight hour bus ride.