True Story: the first time I visited Brooklyn, it disgusted me. I have a sharp, distinct memory of walking past industrial spaces hemmed in with barbed-wire fences, topped with stringy… wet… flapping… dirty… plastic bags. Tattered and tangled inextricably around the foreboding spiked fences. I don’t remember the neighborhood — Williamsburg? DUMBO? Park Slope? —…
Tag: I Love New York
Good News! We Are ALL All Stars
Hey! How are you? Staying cool, I hope? This week has been brutal. And before we get to World News, here’s the News with me: This week started off really great. Last weekend – Saturday – I went thrifting with my boyfriend and found a couple great dresses and a HUUUUUGE hat (you’ll see it, don’t…