what's putting that spring in my step? summer nights and sweet tunes- the new arcade fire of course. it's quite a feeling really; to be walking or biking, burning up from the heat of the sun, and even though it's scorching out, the layers, beauty, and sensitivity of their sound- it gives me goosebumps.

these are the two that i am initially drawn to "rococo" & "we used to wait"
"they seem wild but they are so uptight" - "now our lives are changing fast" - get full album here, the suburbs

yes, that happened

last night, music hall of williamsburg, die antwoord. really no words can describe, i mean it really is some "next level shit," and they're definitely bringing it. yes, the pink floyd boxers did make a live appearance. photos via brooklyn vegan

bad photos of old drawings: part one

new panda bear tomboy & slow motion

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it is hard to read, but the equation to a beautiful brooklyn life lies within a mathematical chalkboard path, composed of an eclectic assortment of activities, people, places, and things; many of which are still to be determined. here's a sampling:
babes + bikes + babes on bikes + general creepiness + CT + NL + obscure blogs + pizza connections + drinking connections + connections in general + connections that lead to other connections, specifically eating, drinking, and listening connections + ∞

sulle biciclette

last weekend: 2 girls, 2 bikes, 2 crop tops, 1 downpour, 1 pair of bike shorts
"i brought three things for our slumber party weekend- a toothbrush, a pair of underwear, and bike shorts"

this past weekend: vinegar hill house, blue bottle coffee (which is so delicious AND makes one feel drunk), gowanus yacht club, 3 way slumber parties (complete with bill compton menu readings), buttermilk channel, botanica in red hook, rooftop gatherings, all made possible in part by "babes on bikes"

it's unfortunate that i feel the need to stop having such amazing weekends cruising around brooklyn, because it makes the monday blues the darkest of hues.

no plan

bushwick bike pile
beauty bar for birthday
night swimming
apparently i've got the look he wants
lower east side->tribeca->bushwick, for dancing->fort tilden, for sunrise swimming->juniors, for breakfast because we won't sleep. this is path we chose to take, and ended up being one of the best new york nights to date.