* Caution: Lots of lipstick and sass ahead. *
I can't believe it's almost August. Where does the time go?
But if you could, metaphorically close your eyes. Imagine a time last spring, when the La Croix and rosé weren't yet flowing. The sun was just beginning to peak out again after a long winter, and praise the Lord, parka season was coming to an end. This is where we lay our scene.
I'd be remise not to post about my trip to New York City last spring, because man oh man, New York City. I just find it magical. The sights, the sounds, the way the sunlight sparkles off the buildings at sunset, and this atmosphere of dream-chasing. The streets are covered in fierce go-getters wearing leather jackets and red lipstick, essentially the modern day Morticia Addams aesthetic, and I'm all about it. Ugh okay I'll stop, but I just love it so much. And I think you will too.
So without further ado, I give you: Spring in New York.
Okay, to be fair, this view is from Hoboken, New Jersey, but in my humble opinion, it's the best waterfront view of Manhattan.
My sister and my person, Alex, joined me on my New York City galavants throughout the week. She lives in Jersey, and she is probably the only reason I found my way back home, because DANG those subways are confusing. And I'm also thankful for the Aerobed. And for her sisterhood. It's a combination of thankfulness, you know?
LOBSTER BLISS. Located inside of Chelsea Market is one of the most delicious, vibrant fish markets in New York. Although their sushi bar is killer and all of their fish is fresh and sumptuous, we had to go for the lobster, served with melted butter, lemon and a petite plastic fork to get out all the lobster goodness. With two pale ales and a crab mac and cheese? Yeah, it was food coma status. The very best kind of food coma.
(Pictured above: the natural progression of lobster lunch appreciation.)
Views from The Highline? Top notch.
Happy hour at The Park with friends? Yes please. My friend Kaily joined us for a little Pinot Grigio and reminiscing in one of the most gorgeous spaces I've ever happy hour-ed in. There were even birds chirping. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY. Bliss. Pure Bliss.
Give me Artichokes, or... yeah, who am I kidding, just give me the pizza.
I slacked on my food photography game this trip, but I'll just gush about this delicious pizza in lieu of more food shots. CRAB PIZZA, PEOPLE. Located right next to The Park (aka Pinot Grigio happy hour heaven), Artichokes Pizza hits the spot. And by "spot" I mean feels, and by "feels", I mean the feels only pizza can satisfy. Can I get an amen?
Central Park! Did I see Amy Adams burst into song? No. Did I see J Lo and Ralph Fiennes strolling a la Maid in Manhattan? Not so much. But did I see a vibrant park? Absolutely. I was tempted to burst into "That's How You Know" when Amy Adams didn't appear in a princess dress, but I resisted and took pictures instead. No guarantees for next time though, the singing may come out...
Obligatory photo, because just look at this beauty. Grand Central Station, in the flesh. And no, no one lives in the attic of this station. Definitely not Colin Ferrell, because you know I was looking for him.
Jersey Queens Lexie and Alex, featuring Juice Generation and all the smoothie goodness.
Happy hour at the Lighthouse Bakery and Restaurant in Brooklyn. Because life is better with a few glasses of Syrah and good company, am I right?
Queens in DUMBO
How could we not make a visit to this famous, picturesque spot? The weather was unusually hot for the spring (we're talking 80 degrees Fahrenheit) but it was perfect for romping around Brooklyn. And yes, the trip is so worth it, the views in DUMBO are stunning to say the least.
Hoboken, guys. It's beautiful. Seriously beautiful.
Even though we didn't spend a huge amount of time in Hoboken, the time that we did spend was an awesome reprieve from the hectic vibes of NYC. And yes! We did see Buddy outside of Carlo's Bakery, but the picture was way too blurry to even post on here. But just trust that it happened, and many cannolis and lobster tails (the pastry this time) were consumed thereafter.
Also, it turns out Hoboken has delicious oyster bars everywhere you look, excellent post-NYC-adventuring pizza, and so much charm. And come on, do I even need to mention those cherry blossoms? Swooning. Come to think of it, this whole trip had me swooning. I don't think I'll ever tire of traveling to NYC. But can you blame me?
Thanks for taking the journey with us. We had fun, did you? Did we go to your favorite spots? Where do we need to go next time? Let me know in the comments, babes.