Well, I haven’t had time to cook much in the past few weeks – but that doesn’t mean I didn’t take a few hours to create a wall of shoes in my apartment. It’s all about priorities, people.
Since many of you have expressed curiosity, I’ve assembled a few pictures below to take you on a tour of the new place. It’s like a little piece of home in the middle of New York City. One that I’m going to be spending far too much time in soon if I don’t start making more friends.
Speaking of which, a lot of you guys happen to live in or near New York. I know this because my website lets me track creepy things like that. Also because many of you have facebook messaged, commented, emailed, or tweeted me noting that we should probably become BFFs immediately.
So, New Yorkers, I’ve decided I want to put together a happy hour. Just something to say “HI! I am the one writing all of the really weird stuff you read.” And if none of you bitches come, I will cry in the corner of the bar by myself and write a really depressing post about you as punishment.
If you live in the area or are visiting the area and would be interested in coming to grab a drink (or seven) with me, go ahead and fill out this two question form so that I can see when/ where would work best. It won’t bind you to anything, just shows that you want to be kept in the loop.
Until then, you can entertain yourself by looking at pictures of my adorable exposed brick wall. Happy Monday!
[Most people underestimate the importance of down slippers. I am not one of those people.]
[The only question is... where will their new shoe friends go?]
[I tried to make my bed for this photo shoot. This is what the dogs had to say about it.]
[OMG IT'S A BAR]
[In its infant phase still, but looking strong]
[UPDATE: Dogs have moved slightly, are still completely bored with this photo shoot.]
[ANOTHER UPDATE: Momma needs a cocktail.]