New York, New York
Being in New York City is akin to hopping into a Delorean, flooring that bitch to 88mph and revisiting all your friends and loved ones from the past. It was a lot of fun, way too much alcohol, and too little sleep. Here are some fun pictures from the highlights of my weekend with Jonno and Steff.
This is Jonathan looking like Bob Dylan on the cover of Freewheelin’ with our old pals Brooke and Emily Blatt before breakfast at Peels.
This was my breakfast at peels. It was sex on fire on eggs on a biscuit.
My pal, Lerner, took my to have coffee and scotch at the Soho House. Honestly, I didn’t even know where I was until some woman said “welcome to the Soho house.” I thought we were going to Lil Bow Wow’s house.
This is Jonno with my old infatuation/love Lara at one of the oldest bars in the city. They were talking iAds and technology like WHOA. It was so great to see La La for some most needed inspiration.
My three best girlies from BU: Rachel, Jen, and Alana took me here for dinner and drinks and catching up. Rachel got married. Jen and Alana are still on the prowl, both looking fly as fuck.
This is Rachel, Jen, and Alana as we danced to Robyn and drank Vodka back in my hotel room. I get to see them once a year, but it’s always worth it.
This is my dog, Lerner. He’s more connected then anyone of the Sopranos. He took Jonathan and I for oysters and spliffs at 1AM our last night in the city after the Giants won the Superbowl.
Nick Panama and JH2 @ The Jane. Le duh.
Jonno and I suited and booted for the main event: the engagement party. This is just about as much as I can show you. Jonathan was styled by Sherry for Armani, while I was styled by Dolce (de Leche). I’m still fat at heart.
My mom, the original East Coaster, looking too fly in Emily Thorne Red.
Having a little morning coffee in Alana’s office at the NY Design Center.
This is cousin Ryan after his basketball game against the purple team in Long Island on Super sunday. The other parents thought it was weird that I kept yelling “Clear Eyes, Full Hearts” to the nine year olds running up and down the court.
Coach Jonno gives Ryan a post-game pep-talk about the importance of having fun, no matter if you win or lose. “Take it to the hole, Dixon!”
Playing Princess with cousin Sophie as I go full horsepower on some Chicken Parm. What you know about toddlers and tiaras, my killah?
Goodbye, New York. Hello, Los Angeles. How I missed your sun, mr. golden sun.
I’ll be back sometime in the next 365 days. To all our friends and family, thank you for making our trip so special. See you soon!
