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The Lobster

This has nothing to do with Friends or that sad movie with Colin Farrell. This is real.

The cutest line drawings on the sandwich box. Let’s appreciate that detail!

I had to go into Manhattan today to run an errand and decided to find some lunch afterwards. I was really looking for Sweetgreen, but then I saw this Luke’s Lobster tucked off of Fifth Avenue and I just knew. This was the place where magic lived. It also happens to be the place where I got a delish lobster roll two years ago, but at their Brooklyn Bridge Park location. I didn’t know that I was ready for another one, but there you go.

Fate.

It was refreshingly cool in the rustic little space after the blinding hot sun outside. How cute is the bottlecap barrel? It also reminded me that I had planned to go to Martha’s Vineyard this summer… I currently have two jobs, so I can’t go anywhere on vacation. I guess I just needed this maritime themed timeout.

The cutest lunch in New York.

Perfection. Just chunks of fresh lobster mixed with mayo, lemon butter and Luke’s Lobster seasoning ensconced in a buttery toasted bun. I took a little taste after I photographed my lunch and decided to just sit outside and eat instead of waiting. I never, for any reason sit outside to eat. I have a whole fear of someone just snatching my food or my purse while I sit around conspicuously consuming a plate of privilege. I like to eat inside where it’s safe. But it just felt like too much to have to wait. Sometimes you just have to sit yourself down and enjoy the moment.

You can find locations and stuff at Luke’sLobster.com.

See you next time!

Faith/SEB market BK

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The Milk Stop

You ever have a friend that disappears for like, six months, then comes back and blows up your phone with texts? That’s me. Let’s get into it.

The sacred tablets upon which the menus are writ.

I have a fashion job (we’ll talk about that later) and last Wednesday I had to go on a field trip for work in the searing, nasty summer heat of New York City. On the way to my destination I realized that I was in the actual vicinity of Milk Bar and my day took a turn from abysmal to transcendent. I love Christina Tosi’s backstory and the fact that she put basic stuff on a pedestal with her compost cookies and crack pies. Her methods are the epitome of staying true to yourself.

I was in actual shock when I found out that my menial task was taking me past the gates of heaven. It was a sign that I was on the right path, I kid you not. As SOON as I was finished, I made a trip to cookie mecca. Have you ever had their corn cookie? It’s insane. I grabbed four different kinds to nosh on (cheap at $2.75 each). I was so excited to be there, it was nuts. I kept twirling around to take photos to make sure I got every important detail. I was acting like a straight up tourist and I DID NOT CARE.

The grail.

I got a cup of cereal milk soft serve which I had to photograph while walking and carrying a bag of cookies. Ice cream dripping everywhere,but I did my duty. And got the perfect, late afternoon, warm glow, magic hour lighting. Hello? I am a photo god.

Anyway.

The cereal milk soft serve is a sneakily delicious twist on the usual sweet but forgettable summer treat. Soft serve always has a sort of sterile taste, no depth. It’s there to cool your mouth down, not to be savored. This was a different story. Sweet, but salty, kind of nutty, ridiculously creamy and so good that you can’t stop eating it, but you want to stop eating just to enjoy the feel and flavor a little longer. It’s a love story of a dessert. But simple, clean and refreshing. Just writing thismakes mewant to get on the train and buy more.

Merch.

If you’re down in Chelsea, swing by the Milk Bar at 220 8th Avenue. Make sure you check out their website, too.

See you later!

FAith/SEBMarket BK

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The Shopping Trip

I know I’ve been gone for a minute. The whole javascript pre-bootcamp bootcamp had me in an isolation tailspin. I had to re-learn going outside, talking to people about things other than coding and dealing with the fact that not going to the gym for three weeks straight has me eligible for fat camp.

But life goes on, and things keep happening so here I am again.

I am this awesome.My Closet Cleanse ootd with handpainted Old Navy hi-tops.

I follow celebrity stylist June Ambrose (if you don’t know who she is, she is the genius behind Missy Elliott’s groundbreaking looks in videos like The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)so she is actually iconic, for real with facts to back that up). She advertised her annual Closet Cleanse sale on instagram, happening at Selima Optique (she has a collab with them selling big, fabulous frames. I got excited, then looked at my credit card balance and deflated, but at the end of the day I got dressed and went.

I wore my Duryea’s t-shirt from Montauk Mainstay, DKNY super soft yoga culottes , my big ass Zeelol frames over the Polar Grey ttdeye contacts (I like making people question whether my eyes or glasses are fake. ) and the Old Navy sneakers that I made into wearable art. A very special summertime outfit- plus my new wig, which we’ll talk about later. See above collage.

June Ambrose’s Closet Cleanse event at Selima Optique, Aug 17th.

I was late because I had convinced myself that it would be super crowded with awful women fighting and snatching and being fashion crazy. It reminded me of when I was a kid and my mom would force me to go outside. I had to be my own mom and motivate myself to leave the house and interact with other humans while possibly getting some bargains. It was real.

Once I got there, it was kind of mellow. The power shoppers had been and gone with a lull for lunch that I stepped into. The racks were scattered throughout the front of the store. Bins with $10 items were on the floor and there were piles of merch on the counters. It was heaven for thrifters.

Display cases were full of opulent accessories. Hermes, Maison Martin Margiela, and more.

The sale started at 11 am and I got there around two, so I missed a lot, but there were still great items everywhere. I saw Chanel, Givenchy, Marc Jacobs, and labels that I had never heard of. Between my budget and the fact that I’ve been shopping for months (both for me and for inventory) I might have gone crazy.

I got three things, and while I was standing on line June Ambrose came up, looked at my stuff and gave me an additional discount on this Margaret M. pencil skirt. I am not good at dealing with celebrities, so I don’t have a selfie with her, I didn’t take photos of her, and I didn’t want to be all up her butt so I didn’t even really start a conversation with her. I figured that everyone who came to the sale knew she was famous because how else did you know about the sale? It was nice of her to give me a discount, though. Customer service is customer service no matter who gives it to you, so 5 stars on the customer service!

I spent the money I saved at June’s daughter’s table outside. Summer Hope Chamblin, who is prominently featured on her mom’s instafeed, was out on the street in front of the boutique selling watermelon lemonade and various baked goods. She kind of made me buy this chocolate chip cookie (I’m not a fan) which I ended up liking, and I got two oatmeal raisin cookies to eat with my Dean and Deluca honey vanilla latte. Anytime I go out to Soho, especially if there’s shopping involved, I have to stop in there for a treat.

Turned out to be an ok Saturday afternoon!

Do you ever have a hard time leaving the house to do things? Does it sometimes feel too hard to face the world of people lurking outside? What is the one thing that can tip you out of bed and out the door? Talk amongst yourselves.

See you next time!

Faith/SEB Market BK

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Handpainted faux suede sneakers, size 9

Hand painted SEB Market BK (originally old navy 1984) faux suede hitops. Warm avocado shade. I just felt like they needed stripes and sequins. Shoes do not match, but the same colors of paint are used on both. Rubber soles. Unisex. New-ish, only worn a few times.Inner and outer soles have been cleaned.Says 9, fits 9.5 comfortably. Men’s 7. Measures 11 inches from toe to heel. Height is 5 inches from sole to top of ankle.

$58.00

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The Beach

Just chilling at Orchard Beach…

So it’s looking like I ran around last summer just to have content for this summer (I have gone nowhere but JavaScript class and I haven’t seen the gym since early July). This one was before the Hamptons, but it’s the same deal…wanted to go to the beach but had no one to go with. It was funny because at the time I was ‘talking to’ some friend possibilities and thinking I might start actually having a social network and doing normal things and if the phone rang it wouldn’t just be that guy that gets mad at me for having insurance.

I have been wanting to go to Orchard Beach for the longest time. It’s just one of those things. I have a list of stuff that I’ve been meaning to do like the Statue of Liberty and City Island, but it takes forever for me to get it together to do anything. But I had the day off and it was perfect weather and I had a bikini so whatever. I go.

I feel like it took as long as going to the Hamptons. It takes about 2 and a half hours from my place in Brooklyn and involves changing trains and taking a bus. So when I got there I was prepared to lay out for at least as long as it took me to get there. I had a packed lunch and had a flask of wine and a book, so it was a party.

I’m not sure why, but I didn’t take a picture of my lunch that day. I guess since I was not really doing social media last year, just trying to live like it was just something happening not a world changing event. Or maybe it was something basic and I didn’t feel like it needed to be recorded.

This was me doing fake happy face, but in the end I was fairly satisfied. The sun was bright, the sky was blue, and there was that sound of waves lapping against the beach that makes the beach so super relaxing. And I wore a string bikini so I could get all of that healthy sunlight and air on my skin. I went to Orchard Beach, I hung out and then I went home. I almost went to City Island on the way home, but that would have been too much braveley hanging out alone stuff for one day.

Do you like going places on your own? What do you do if there’s no one to hang out with? What do you think or say about people that you see hanging alone? Drop a comment if that’s something you want to talk about.

See you next time!

Faith/SEB Market BK

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That 70s Bag

Sexy 70s disco siren vibes (smell like a winner with Joy Forever by Jean Patou, a brilliant retro scent)

When I was a kid I was surrounded by women who had their stylistic business together. From my grandmother to my mom to my cousins, I had women around me who could teach Vogue a few lessons. I also had an Aunt in New Jersey who wore and sold vintage. Thanks to these style mavens, I can go blindly into a thrift store, hold my hand out, and have an awesome item fly into my hand like Mjolnir. In this instance, it was a sweet leather clutch bag with a bronze, abstract shaped snap on the front flap.

Clutch bags, like this delicious caramel colored one above, actually came into being in the 20s, so you’d probably see a flapper carrying one. All the better to emphasize that jazz age freedom exemplified by dresses that let women flail about doing the Charleston. This is probably what endeared the bag to the Studio 54 era fashionistas in the 70s and 80s. You could hold the bag under your arm while boogieing the night away.

This outfit samples both disco and punk to create a purely modern sex goddess look. The floral Almost Famous dress is ruched down the front with an asymmetrical hem, and reminds me of divas like Diana Ross or Donna Summer. I added a pair of Enzo Angiolini cutout t-strap pumps in caramel and gold for class (the disco era was heavily influenced by the 30s, so these would have been perfect!). Adding the American Rag rhinestone shouldered denim vest takes the look from discotheque to CBGB’s as quickly as a subway ride downtown.

Smokin’.

Shop the look:

Vintage 70s leather clutch

Caramel leather disco era clutch with snap closure. Zipper pocket inside and on the back of the purse.Measures 12 x 8 inches. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$65.00

Almost Famous floral dress in Dusty Rose, size XL

Measures 36 inches from shoulder to hem, 17.5 inches across the chest, 14 inches across the waist.Polyester, has some stretch. Brand new, never worn. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$34.99

American Rag denim vest, size M

Unfinished edges at armholes and hem,. Faceted rhinestones sparkle from the shoulders. Classic two pocket construction, two side pockets.100% cotton. Measures 19 inches from shoulder to hem, 17 inches from armpit to armpit. 15.5 inches at the waist. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$32.00

Enzi Angiolini t-strap pumps, size 10

Delicious round toed caramel and gold leather pumps with 4 inch heels. Never worn, still in box. Wear with jeans, pencil skirts, gaucho pants, etc. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$70.00

See you next time!

Faith/SEB Market BK ( Follow my blog with Bloglovin)

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in which we run off to see a rehearsal of La Sylphide at NYC Ballet

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While everyone else was off at NYFW, I was running in the other direction to attend a members only rehearsal of the New York City Ballet’s production of La Sylphide. Fancy.

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Of course I ended up almost missing it. I only had to take one train, but still managed to have to run the few blocks over to Lincoln Center.

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Managed to make it just in time. I took this right after I got into my seat.

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I have actually never been to the NYC Ballet before, so I took a minute to walk around after the performance.

2016-02-14 22.57.44Me, at the ballet wearing the Bee leggings I designed.

 

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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in which we go to Nitehawk Cinema to see American Psycho

Right. Before we were so rudely interrupted by all that fashion stuff, we were doing boring life stuff in New York. 20150908_082948

I was going to the midnight showing of American Psycho at Nitehawk Cinema, so dressing up was not necessary. I went with my overalls, a navy blue cotton  tshirt that I got for $1 someplace, and packed my boho REpurposing NOLA bag with a thrift store cardigan. Those are my SUPRA Cuttler sneakers, pretty scuffed up now but wearing admirably. Screenshot_2015-09-01-07-11-13

I had seen a little blurb on Flavorpill that the movie was playing as part of a series on female directors called She Made It and since I have never had the pleasure of seeing Patrick Bateman on the big screen, I went for it. 20150904_232414I guess you could lump this in with my other summer adventures, going to see a midnight movie. But also, I’m bored! The meetup thing didn’t spawn any real friendships, and nyfw is about business, so I am still at loose ends. And now that I’m in the habit of going out, I just can’t see any reason to stay stuck in the house alone. 20150904_232908What do we like about Nitehawk Cinema? The bar.  20150904_235708The other thing is the menu. Yes, I said menu as in real food. I decided to stick with the Shiner Bock (a fave from when I lived in New Orleans) and the popcorn drizzled with truffle oil and citric butter. The seats have a little table, for your meal and there’s a light underneath so you can actually order food during the film. The waitstaff pass through the theater continuously.

It was weird to me at first, but to be honest? I’m a grownup and I think having dinner at a movie theater is the most efficient way to kill that dinner and a movie nonsense. Should you eat before or after? Because both ways you may end up springing for dinner and still buying junk at the theater. And I know people who sneak alcohol into the movies or add it to their concessions drinks, so why not just admit that grownups drink and make some money?

So that’s my opinion. ap

The film, directed by Mary Harron, is based on the novel by 90s schockmeister Brett Easton Ellis.  While a serious literary work, most novels of this type or written my Stephen King. The basic premise is that a rich, studly aristocrat is randomly murdering people. Just murdering and murdering. A lot of murdering. In between killing he goes to restaurants with his rich friends, cheats on his blithely oblivious girlfriend, and generally tries to ‘fit in’.

The film is pretty much faithful to the book, and Christian Bale does his little weird guy thing. As a beauty blogger, I live for the sequence where he talks about his beauty routine. I mean, I’m just watching that scene purely to think about the facial mask he peels off. Um. You have to see it to get that joke.

15 years later, the film is somewhat hokey, but the premise of not really having a self and just being a facade is fairly relevant. Patrick would probably have his secretary do his instagramming, and I doubt that he would tweet. he’d have to use tumblr under an assumed name. It’s harder to hide your true self now. Patrick is an argument for transparency. I’m not going to get into all the psycho-sexual stuff because it’s just too pat, and also somewhat old fashioned. There was such a kerfuffle over this film, but in the end it’s just a film.

Next up: Random images from things I liked from different fashion weeks around the world

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

Accessories, Fashion, jewelry, new york, relaxation, skincare

in which we go over to the Glossier showroom in my new Le Grand hat and do nothing (there was a facial involved)

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Sometimes New York throws out these weird things that are super cool without even trying. I saw this little tidbit on twitter and decided that it was the perfect place to show off my Le Grande Hat on a sunny Friday afternoon. I mean, I had work to do, but still… it was time to get on a train and explore! glossier1

This is me on the train. I have worn those embroidered Kesh Beauty Hamsa bracelets to a frazzle, but I love them. Notice the tall hat? We’re gonna talk about it a little later…

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I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but when you see a sandwich board inviting you to come get your nails done, it sounds like that’s the place you’re looking for. The display case with Glossier products kind of confirmed that. We’re here! And it was really close to the subway. Impossible to get lost, and that’s a blessing in New York.  glossier3

It was one of those places that it’s impossible not to like. there was an outdoor area, lots of pretty but weirdly cool plants, and hey- they like happiness. I mean, there was an actual sign. I’m addicted to happy these days, so when I go somewhere and find that it’s sanctioned and encouraged, I stay put.  glossier6

Check this out, people were, indeed, getting their nails done- so it wasn’t just an empty promise. Also, no one put any pressure on me to do it, so that made me even more comfortable. I just wanted to poke around and see what this Glossier thing was about. glossier5From what I could see, there was skin care as well as a lightly tinted moisturizer or BB cream. I’m skittish when it comes to trying new skin care brands, surprise!, so I kept looking and listening. I thought the sales people were pr ladies, and I gave one my card like I was at a blogger event. Mortified! She was nice about it though.

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I liked the decor, it reminded me of my apartment, to be honest. glossier4

I’m glad that bag was in a case, because I could see myself snatching it up. So pretty, that blush color pink! Not to mention fluffy, which is a thing this coming fall season. Glossier knows what’s up.  glossier92

I like these. I think I want plants like these in my house. This little pin seemed to be part of the free gift that they were giving the people who purchased things.   glossier93

there’s a sensory deprivation room, with soft music and crinkly foil walls. So Warhol! Which of course made me not relax. But then, I can’t relax anywhere, not even at yoga. I sat in the bean bag and listened to the music and watched the light on the walls changed and then I took a selfie and went back to the showroom. The Le Grande Hat looked divine, don’t you think? So Cat in the hat, but no stripes and if the cat was a Rastafarian. glossier8Then I decided that I would commit the 20 minutes for a free facial. The sweet sales girl explained the process (pick one and try it) and decided on the Mega Greens Galaxy Pack detoxifying mask ($22) because I hadn’t relaxed in the silver room, and also because by this point I trusted them. I cleaned my face with the wipes provided, and then slathered on some relaxation and went outside on the roof deck 
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Finally… warm sun, face mask, sweating a little; it was like a sauna. Now I can tell you about the hat. Remember that time we went to the Brooklyn Museum and ran into the French Guy? Well, being nosy I ran and emailed him when I put up the blog link and set up an interview. These are his original design, and they are instantly eye-catching. Everywhere I went men asked where I had gotten my hat. Everywhere. A few tried it on. Le Grande Hat is a life changer accessory. 
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I sat there in my hat letting my skin bake and I felt amazing. If you’re in New York, make sure you run over to the Glossier Showroom this Friday.The address is on the invite at the top of this post and it’s open to the public from 11am to 6pm. I heard 9/4 may be the last Friday. If you want to check out the products available go to Glossier.com.

Next up: a Closeup interview with Florent Biais of Le Grand Hat

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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in which we go to Queens, get lost, and then spend an hour riding with Bike NY

I was actually going to save this post, since I just told you about going biking, but I figured- what the hell! Let’s just do it!

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The other two outings were Learning To Ride ( Adults) and Bicycling Basics– this was the payoff.

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First off, I’ve never been out this far in Queens and I bitched up the directions and got lost. I had to ask a policeman or crossing guard or something. He had a uniform, so I asked him. After a lot of headscratching, we finally figured out where I was going and I set off.

The upside is that I know how to get to a Mets game now, so that’s something.  bny4

When I got there, everyone was still practicing. Lucky! The got me a bike and I joined the class- only an hour late.  bny5

part of the reason that I was late was because I couldn’t sleep. This is the face of a woman who had no sleep. I was still so keyed up from Summer Streets and the Slide the City that I stayed up all night. That helmet isn’t just protecting my brain; it’s holding it in place. When I got ready to leave I was so flustered that I just threw the Clif Bar & Perky Jerky and Vitacoco from Summer streets in my knapsack with the DOT helmet and ran out the door.

Outfit? Oldass sweatshirt and my usual LL Bean jeans. I could not get it together at all. I’m lucky I was clean. bny6

After everyone finished practicing riding around curves, scanning and signalling, Douglas (our volunteer instructor) took ous out into Corona Park proper to ride. We stopped a few times, but I only remembered to take my cameraphone out once. I was too busy relishing the fact that I was riding. I was also trying to keep up with Douglass. I was in the top four riders in the class every time we stopped to rest and the top four fastest riders in the class were all women.  bny7

I made it back to our starting point first- remembering to signal a right turn as I slid into the last curve. I made sure to set my Samsung GearFit this time. I only forgot during one stretch, so I think we actually covered more ground? I just had my GearFit on pause because we were waiting for people to catch up and I forgot to restart it for awhile. But 4.32 miles to someone who couldn’t ride at all at the beginning of the summer is nothing to sneeze at.  bny8

As I trudged back to the train station, I remembered the mall I had seen on the way to the park. I had eaten all my samples and I was still hungry. I figured there must be something to eat in there, and it turned out that what I wanted was visible as soon as I walked through the door. I needed ice cream in my life.

I couldn’t even decide what to get, I was so hot and sweaty that I wanted to just stick my face in a tub of anything and gorge. I settled on a shake. A birthday cake and lemon shake to be exact.

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I would literally be willing to get up and take the train all the way out to Queens to go to Sky View Mall  just to have another shake like this. Hershey’s I ce Cream, I love you.

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Now I was happy and whatnot. I bopped along drinking my shake and loving life and noticed that I could see the globe from the World’s Fair- so now I know where that is, but that’s another adventure entirely.

Next up: How to get an IDNYC card and why you should get that before 12/31

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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The Meetup Adventure: in which we go to #SummerStreets2015 and ride Slide the City

So, I got tired of going to museums and started a meetup group of my own:

ss1With the idea that if you don’t see what you want, then start it yourself. My first proposition to my group was a trip to Summer Streets 2015, a NYC street fair that stretches from 72nd Street all the way to the waterfront Downtown.

I got one RSVP- and they didn’t show up.

ss2Granted? it was kind of early. But you only see New York at it’s best when it’s early, lol!! No one around to bother you and you can actually see how the place is laid out.

ss3How awesome is this? Early morning in Central Park, no screaming hordes- just light and stillness.

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I kind of took my time walking through the park and over to Park Avenue. The good thing about no one showing was that I could go at my own pace and make my own decisions.

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I was dressed for a special occasion, too. But you’ll see what that was later in the post. Basic was better that day, believe me.

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Back to Summer Streets. There was supposed to be free one hour bike rental at 58th Street, but I found out that you had to bring the bike right back to 58th, and my plan was to make it all the way to downtown.

I set off on foot amidst walkers, joggers, bikers and rollerbladers. One amazing this was getting to walk over a bridge that only cars have access to. It takes you up over 42nd and Grand Central Station.

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This is a view I have never seen. Normally, I’d be standing far below looking up at cars whizzing by on this bridge. Thanks to Summer Streets, I was seeing this sculpture closeup without worrying about getting plowed down by a taxicab.

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The next rest stop was all about food. Whole Foods had set up a block long street fair with people just hurling samples at you every few feet. How much do you love Perky Jerky guy? You could literally walk up and pluck samples off of his body. I feared for his life at one point- I mean, he was wearing MEAT.

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I also got a sweet little potted plant, a pansy. New York Botanical Garden was on hand, patiently putting tiny plants in biodegradable containers for anyone who asked to take home. That’s love.

After getting as many food samples as I could I headed over to the 2nd of my missions (since that bike rental thing was a bust):ss91

My second mission was to obtain a free bike helmet from New York’s Department of Transportation. It wouldn’t be easy. It took stamina. It took being polite to this lady who acted all friendly just so I’d hold her place in line. It took ONE HOUR AND SIXTEEN MINUTES of waiting in line, and I technically missed the time for my special event, and then the lady who fitted my helmet was a _itch- but I did not give up, nor did I leave empty handed…ss92Cuz that’s how we roll at SEB. never give up, and never leave without your promised goodies.

Now it was time for my third and last mission…ss96

SLIDE THE CITY

ss93I cheated and took the train from 23rd down to Chambers Street. I was on pins and needles the whole way, hoping that my tickets were still usable.

ss94 While I was at VitaCoco Beach, I met Ben Franklin, who just happened to be chilling and looking for a place to fly his kite, and then (of course) grabbed up a free VitaCoco lemonade and a free VitaCoco inner tube. As you can see, they hydrated New York City with VitaCoco.ss95

I managed to find the Slide the City line, then find out where the line actually started, then found out where to register to even get on the line. As luck would have it, they weren’t looking at what time the ticket was for, just if you had one. Having gone to many fashion week events I knew to have my ticket up on my phone screen ready for viewing.

Behold…

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is this not EVERYTHING???? Ok, yeah- some people live for Chanel, but this? was EVERYTHING!!!!!

And I had tickets. It only took me two hours. I heard it took other people 12 hours. At this point, it didn’t matter- I was there, in front of it and I had the golden ticket. ss98

I almost cried when I saw this sign- I had a knapsack on! I forgot to read the faq’s!! Luckily, A lady with a kid let me hold her bag and then when they were done she held mine. You have no idea how much of a leap of faith it is to let some stranger hold your bag in New York. But if that was the only thing standing between me and and a 650 foot water slide? Oh well.

I took a chance.

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I told you, basic was best. After I finally got into the enclosure, they gave me an inner tube to ride on and sent me up the stairs. I could feel excitement in the pit of my stomach getting bigger and bigger the closer I got to the top. I got the middle lane.

Once you get up there, they tell you how to position yourself, and you sit staring at the huge expanse of plastic that’s supposed to hold you up, and in my case staring at the venerable court buildings of Foley Square which had probably never witnessed a massive water slide in front of them. Once they say go, you push off and it’s sublime. Exhilarating. And, yeah- two horribly overused words- life affirming.

I slid down a big ass ramp in New York and lived. It was the best moment ever.

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 Also the moment I unpacked my knapsack and I had all this swag. Not bad.