… Ivy and Kunle, the cutest couple ever (I think friends of couples are probably obligated to say this, but in their case it may be true) (I would also like to note that Kunle is well-known as a key player on the underground hip-hop circuit in Boston and NY, and here, he is wearing an apron). After spending a while making some super-embellished bolognaise pasta for dinner, we gobbled it down and had cupcakes while watching MJ videos for dessert. “Do You Remember The Time” may very well be the strangest video he ever made (in it, Eddie Murphy plays a pharoah) and “Moonwalker” became the top and only selection on my new “movies I must watch as soon as possible to reduce the probability of dying without witnessing it.”

The start of a wonderful day: brunch with the inimitable Sam Ray at Renaissance Cafe in Hells Kitchen. Good prices for solid food.
After stuffing out bellies we would traipse around south Manhattan, eventually making our way to Governors Island, where we would snag one of those monstrously big pedi-cars and terrorize pedestrians all over the place with our fear-inspiring frilly-top.
After hanging out for a bit with Sam and his girlfriend’s family, I hopped down a few floors in the same apartment building to see…

knickknack:

Gregoire Alexandre

(via designsponge)

quanny:

Don’t judge me!

I think I saw him about half an hour after. I think he had eaten half of the jar. 

((( JUDGING ))))

(jk I <3 you for reasons unmentioned in this here brog) 

If you can find the original source for this, please let me know. 

thekeri:

sarahkristenn:

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shutupinternet:

Glastonbury (via Boston.com)

I dream of going to Glastonbury. I even almost bought tickets a few Januaries ago, figuring that somehow, someway, I could make it out to the UK that summer. Who’s in for next year? :D

How to Hollow a Book in 80 Easy Steps

by heather-rivers:

I have the occasional hobby of hollowing books, filling them with things and giving them to people; it’s a nice, relaxing AFK activity for when I want to listen to podcasts and keep my hands occupied. One time I took pictures of the process to share some pitfalls and techniques I’ve picked up or developed, in case you would like to try it sometime. Here they are

How to Hollow a Book in 80 Easy Steps

This looks like an intriguing project — that is, if I get the balls to cut through a book! As a writer, I feel like that would be a cardinal sin. Like, Mark Twain would come up from the bottom of a fiery hell-volcano and whoop my ass with a few acerbic quotations. I’d have to adopt the “well, there’s plenty more where that came from!” attitude. Is that even possible? 

What’s good in Union Square?

Seen on the Artifaktori blog: a snapshot of Julie and I after trying on some of the sweetest secondhand I’ve ever found. While I was rockin’ like Blossom, Julie was feeling at least as awesome as this dude. 

On Saturday, Julie, myself, and EmVee, featured with Snuggie below, met up at Sew-What, a DIY fashion event in Union Square that I found through an Urban Homesteader’s Meetup group. My first stop was the swap table, where I traded some clothes for two pairs of pants, both huge and high-wasted. Wearing them, I morphed into a winning combination of a) Subway Jared b) an old cat lady. Hott.

After playing around, we roamed the area, stopping to watch a hula hooper who made hula hoops look sexy (not something I’ve ever seen before) and stopping by a vintage shop where I bought white and gold leather earrings. Later, it would join a white lace top and some leather sandals to complete my transition back to the late 80s/early 90s look.

Although I’ve ridden past it several times, I had never stopped by Ricky’s Flower Market - probably the only plant shop in a gutted gas station - so we took a gander. It’s gorgeous! Really a cornucopia (cornucopia!!) of beautiful flowers, interesting succulents, effing huge sweet basil plants, even Christmas trees and berry plants. 

We balanced out that wholesome experience by going to Target next. As a kid who grew up in the suburbs, I consider walking around Target to be an important, formative part of my youth, really, part of who I am as a person. I mean, you can see why. 

By then we were starving and thirsting, so I took them to Buk-Kyung, my favorite Korean place in the area. I like Wuchon House too, which is next door, but I think it’s more expensive. Anyways, don’t pay too much attention to the mediocre rating from white vegetarians on Yelp - If you want to try Buk-Kyung, go with a Korean person (practically everyone eating in Buk-Kyung is Korean), remember that “vegetarian” means little to nothing to the Korean people (my grandparents would persistently hand meat to my sister, despite her protestations that she was a vegetarian) and enjoy! We shared 2 dishes (jajang-myun, noodles with black bean sauce, and kimchi chigae, kimchi stew with soft tofu) and dumplings, and when we split the price it was only $10 each. A steal. 

Yup, it was pretty much a perfect day. I’m hoping to have one of those again real soon. 

I’m happy to say that the first Pecha Kuchen on Dimick was a rousing success! Yes, this is a cheesy group shot, but it represents well the spirit of the night: everyone got along extraordinarily well. It’s sort of the host’s dream come true for a dinner party with delicious food and good conversation. We raved about each other’s food. Batted about the inspiration for and making of dishes. The talk flowed really naturally, especially for a group of people who largely did not know each other before. Everyone contributed, and the food really was good! My personal favorite was Oliver’s spicy eggplant and soft tofu dish, served with rice. The most amusing dish was definitely Long’s huge bag (literally, huge, like bigger than his torso) of honey barbeque wings. And there were definitely enough leftovers to tide everyone over until Wednesday or Thursday. 

And after we ate, we all tromped down the street to Christina’s Ice Cream where we filled the line (so unnecessary, so ridiculous) with our bodies and requested only 2 pints of hand-packed ice cream (vanilla bean and ginger molasses). I’m praying that those leftovers are still in my freezer, because Christina’s is damn good. 

Everyone pitched in to clean, and the apartment is in pretty good shape now. I’m really thankful to my two roommates for not freaking out about 8 people in their kitchen. And I’m very excited to see this happen next week, probably on Tuesday after I come back from July 4th weekend in New York!