1. Anonymous said: Your bangs are always amazing! Do you have a hairplace in nyc??

    Thanks!! After years of searching (and many awful haircuts) in New York, I finally found MY GUY last year. His name is Erik and he cuts at Shampoo Avenue B in the East Village. Please tell him I sent you! :)

  2. That girl in the background wants Leo to paint her like one of his French girls. #tbt (at Sonny’s Soda Shoppe)

    That girl in the background wants Leo to paint her like one of his French girls. #tbt (at Sonny’s Soda Shoppe)

  3. Ootoya nights

    teresawu:

    I can’t pinpoint the evening our little tradition started (but Foursquare probably can)—sometime before Amy moved to San Francisco last year, we started getting together for girls’ dinners at Ootoya.  

    This is how it goes. We fight our way through the hairy Elmos and naked cowboys and idiot tourists in Times Square. Someone is always late. Upon arrival there are big squeals and big squeezes and a little bit of pleading with the hostess to seat us though our whole party’s not here. 

    It always starts with tofu salad for the table. Fresh and light with a vinegary dressing. We catch up on everyone’s latest jaunts here and upcoming bachelorette parties there. Next comes the yakitori: tomato wrapped in pork belly, a couple skewers of chicken thighs with green onion. 

    Once our bellies are primed for more we order our mains. There are about three things that we ever pick: kaasanni (breaded soy sauce chicken cutlets), mini kaisen don (sashimi over rice), and salmon saikyo (perfectly moist, flakey grilled Atlantic salmon).

    By the time our entrees come our conversation has gotten reaaaaal fluffy. This is the kind of conversation that—if you’re sitting at the next table over—you wonder if these girls have anything going on upstairs. We talk about boys. We talk about bags. We talk about rings. We lament over the hilariously practical gifts the men in our lives have gotten us and shamelessly critique/admire/gape at ____’s new rock/crop top/eyelash extensions on Facebook.  

    We laugh. A lot. The kind of outrageous, no holds barred, super horsey laughter that makes you embarrassed on behalf of us if you’re sitting across the restaurant.

    Dinner never fails to end with something sweet: two scoops each of green tea, sesame, and earl grey ice cream. It ends with us shutting the place down… dragging our heels to pay the absurdly reasonable check. There’s never a need for alcohol because we’re deliriously drunk with laughter. It ends with happy giggles, fierce hugs goodbye. Though we make it a point to do it regularly… it feels like our winter coats turn into floral sundresses and then back again by the time we get together for the next one. 

    At the beginning of next month we lose another to California: Nancy heads west for Labor Day. In this city, your friend circle seems to be a constantly rotating cast of characters: For every one that hops on there’s another one that hops off. I can’t count on ten fingers the friends I’ve lost to bschool, to Dubai, to Miami, to Shanghai. In a city in which you can sometimes feel like you know a million people but also no one at all—I’m grateful that every now and then when I look around that table, I’ve got girlfriends that make New York home. 

    I love my incredibly eloquent BFF teresawu. Ootoya nights 4eva!

  4. humansofnewyork:

"In my heart of hearts, I wanted to do the right thing, but selling drugs was easy. Everyone was doing it. I mean, I’m not using that as an excuse, I made my own decisions. But I grew up around these Robin Hood figures who would sell drugs, then buy supplies for kids who were going back to school, or pay rent for an old woman who was about to get evicted. All my friends were doing it. It almost seemed fashionable. I never felt proud of it. I always thought I’d transition to a job with the Transit Authority, or a job like this— something I’d feel good about, but instead I transitioned to jail. I did six years. When I got out, it was tempting to go back to the easy money, because everyone around me was still doing it, and I couldn’t get a job. But luckily I found an agency that helps ex-cons, because there aren’t many companies looking to give people a second chance. I’ve had this job for a few years now. You know what product I’m selling now? Myself. Everyone around here is my client. Times Square is a drug to these people. And I’m picking up all the trash so that they can have the full Times Square experience."

    humansofnewyork:

    "In my heart of hearts, I wanted to do the right thing, but selling drugs was easy. Everyone was doing it. I mean, I’m not using that as an excuse, I made my own decisions. But I grew up around these Robin Hood figures who would sell drugs, then buy supplies for kids who were going back to school, or pay rent for an old woman who was about to get evicted. All my friends were doing it. It almost seemed fashionable. I never felt proud of it. I always thought I’d transition to a job with the Transit Authority, or a job like this— something I’d feel good about, but instead I transitioned to jail. I did six years. When I got out, it was tempting to go back to the easy money, because everyone around me was still doing it, and I couldn’t get a job. But luckily I found an agency that helps ex-cons, because there aren’t many companies looking to give people a second chance. I’ve had this job for a few years now. You know what product I’m selling now? Myself. Everyone around here is my client. Times Square is a drug to these people. And I’m picking up all the trash so that they can have the full Times Square experience."

  5. bijan:

Brooklyn Bridge

    bijan:

    Brooklyn Bridge

  6. Back in New York! Needless to say… very, very cold.

    Back in New York! Needless to say… very, very cold.

  7. Heading to Lincoln Center tonight to cross off a NY Bucket List item: see the NYCB perform The Nutcracker! :D

    teresawu:

    Halloween is a seriously taken affair in our apartment. In 2011 we were an adorable Mario Kart foursome, and last year the four roommates dressed up as Peter Pan, Captain Hook, Tiger Lily, and Tinkerbell with a whole crew of Lost Boys. 

    This year, we outdid ourselves with a full cast of Toy Story characters: Buzz Lightyear, Woody, Bo Peep, the Little Green Alien, Mr. Potato Head, Sarge from the Bucket o’ Soldiers, Wheezy the penguin, Buttercup the unicorn, Rex the dino, and even Sid. I didn’t particularly like Halloween as a kid, but there’s something about dressing in theme together that makes Halloween 1000x more hilarious and epic. 

    Suggestions for next year’s group theme? Let me know!?

    I’m just hammin’ it up, as usual.

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