it’s only just october and yet summer feels like so long ago.  and, although i am beyond happy

about the arrival of fall, it was a pretty great summer…

it all started on a lake…

a most delicious meal (per se) and birthday celebration…

inaugural visit to governors island…

warm afternoons at the pool/beach (brooklyn bridge park)…

tons of tomatoes…

picnic on the island…

kayaking in the east river…

jazz party…

tennis and martinis, a new tradition i hope…

a much needed visit home…

goodbye summer…hello fall

we were excited – can you tell?

probably the cutest girls there

these people were not messing around

sunday i woke up with only one thing to do. little did i know the day that was coming my way. after eating some of the most delicious bbq i’ve ever had, i serendipitously found myself on governor’s island. i have been wanting to ride bikes on the island forever and it finally happened. as my partner in crime for the day put it, it felt like being at summer camp.

*free* ferry over

i want to live here

or here

relaxing on some oyster shells

lady liberty in all her glory

this campus makes me want to go back to high school

goodbye until next time (next weekend)

dream come true

as long as i’ve lived in new york something has bothered me. it wasn’t until about a month ago that i became acutely aware of the fact that i’ve always wanted to get in the east river. of course i’ve fantasized about swimming over to manhattan plenty of times, or even just jumping in on a hot day, but something has always stopped me.

in california i never think twice about sticking my foot in the ocean, so the constant resistance i feel here is so unsettling. my perception of the east river has always been this: cold, dirty and dangerous. and though one can make a case for all three, i can now testify that i have been wrong – at least about the cold and dangerous part. when i began to think seriously about this, and all the frustrations i’ve had, i decided i would absolutely be getting in the water as soon as possible. kayaking in red hook (on a insanely beautiful evening) seemed to be the perfect introduction. all i can say is that i wish i’d done it earlier.

today was one of those days when i can’t possibly imagine being anywhere else in the world but new york . it started with the most delicious chicken parm hero – a sandwich very close to my heart and something i will write more about later. upon completion, and some window shopping, i headed over to see the newish richard avedon exhibit at the gagosian – murals and portraits.  i completely forgot about the avedon exhibit i went to in san diego a few years ago – also portraits. there was one photo there that really stood out to me. it’s called ‘members of the young lord’s party’ and i was glued to it immediately. the woman in the photo, gloria gonzalez, reminds me very much of my mother (at that age) for reasons i can explain and others i can’t. mostly it’s her hairstyle, the dress and her petite frame, but it’s also the confidence and presence she gives off despite being the smallest person in the photo. needless to say i was surprised and happy to see it again today. i highly recommend taking the time to visit before it’s gone.

next up (after a quick cocktail and conversation) was the highline – one of my favorite places in the city. it always amazes me how stunning it is up there. after looking back on some pictures from years past, it’s clear to see how much bigger the trees and plants are this year.

not that i needed any proof for how lovely this day was, this song popped in my head as it does sometimes when i feel very happy (skip to 1:35). (this song @ 1:25 also pops in my head sometimes when i’m riding my bike in a hurry – then i start laughing.)

oh yeah – i also stopped by chelsea market and the comme des garcons store where i was basically asked not to touch the clothes, so tempting.

love this photo

the happiest sad flowers

jr – inside out

iced coffee and surfboards @ saturdays

i keep going back

the end.

when it rains it pours and this week is no different.

yesterday i said goodbye to sasha as she headed back home to california. we had such a fun weekend celebrating her birthday with her amazing friends and family and exploring new york. one afternoon she made a comment about how our friendship was so easy and i couldn’t agree more – these are the best kind of friendships. i’m so thankful we met each other last year in california. now if i could just convince her to move to brooklyn…

the only thing to soften the blow of a friend leaving town is another one flying in the next day (and a quite night of cooking and relaxing). today jamie (my best friend and brand new auntie) is flying across the country. she is here on very important business – meeting her new nephew. i am thrilled to see them all, take long walks in central park and celebrate mother’s day with some of my favorite ladies in the world.

trade school


I finally made it to Trade School– something I have been wanting to do ever since I first heard about it. Started in 2010, Trade School is an alternative learning space where students barter with teachers to attend. Anyone can teach and anyone can attend. I absolutely love this idea, and though we were packed like sardines in a tiny room, it was a fantastic experience. In exchange for some granola, I spent a couple of hours learning about eco-roofs. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect but I can now say that I know the difference between white, green, blue and brown roofs. Additionally, I walked away with some very practical knowledge. Perhaps the most interesting thing I learned was that New York is a combined sewer system – the opposite of what I am used to in Southern California. What is a combined sewer system? To put it simply, combined sewer systems collect sewage AND storm water runoff. In southern California storm water runoff goes directly to the ocean. Why, might you ask, is this so interesting? Two reasons: 1. Pretty much every time we get more than 0.4 inches of rain in New York (basically every time it rains) the sewer system overflows and that filthy water goes straight into our watershed. 2. There is something we can do to help when this happens – don’t shower, wash your clothes or run the dishwasher. The more water being fed into the sewer system means more water overflow.

I also found out about this awesome exhibition at the New York Botanical Garden. I will no doubt be visiting in the next few days before it’s gone.

photo courtesy of www.iaac.net

photo courtesy of http://www.iaac.net