Here we are, waiting for the rapture. What started as a sunny Saturday in Manhattan, started getting all kinds of scary. Luckily, we heathens managed to avoid all the rain and wrathiness with our perfect timing.
Tony Leung swagger
Teeny-tiny salt and pepper shakers
Waiting for our brunch to be served at Paprika in East Village.
Eggs Benny for me, of course.
Rocky got the only frothy mimosa. Foammmmmmmm.
Emma and Joy.
Parallel to the dance parade on St. Mark’s. Hella Bolivian dancers.
Look it’s me as a hat.
Figured if we were gonna die, might as well die happy.
AT SHAKE SHACK! Shack stack burger. Love love love me the portabello and cheese deep fried oh yes oh yum die die die.
We survived. Rocky & Bullwinkle <3 <3.
SAVED! Sunshine in Central Park. How’s that for judgement day?
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