Why yes, I'll have more champagne

so Gossip Girl and I were going to partake in Fashion Night Out, and by partake I mean stand in line at Bergdorff's because the Olsen twins were bartending.

well Gossip Girl and I tried to this, but to no avail. we were only 30 minutes late from when the twins started bartending (mind you the "event" was going on for a few hours). but by the time we got up to the restaurant they had already closed the entire floor! it was beyond crazy up there and even harder to back down to the main floor. thank god there wasn't a fire or anything or we would have burned up for sure (and without seeing the twins too...).

scratch that idea then. Gossip Girl decided to go next door to Fabulous' work and just drink free champagne. and it was the good shit too - Perrier-Jouet. it was free flowing all night. and the special guest there was an opera singer (most would not find that aspect too exciting, but I enjoyed). so I spent the night filling up on the bubbly and let me just tell you it was an interesting next day at work...

I'm On A Boat

So one warm summer evening, the girls and I decided to take a booze cruise.

$39 for an hour and a half of open bar and a cruise around the NY harbor. not too shabby, if I do say so myself.

and it wasn't just any boat. as you can see above, we actually were on a legit sailboat. how cool is that?!

so the cruise started at 7 (well 7:30 technically). and of course my friends and I were the first ones on line for the bar. (we were thirsty, can't can I say).

the cruise was actually a lot of fun. mainly because of the copious amounts of drinks involved, but also because it was at the perfect time. sunset. (see photos below for your viewing pleasure). there is not much else to say about the cruise. just use your imagination. it was a boat + (free) drinks + the city at sunset = heaven. :)

I'm officially a Mets fan. well I was a few weeks ago anyway...

this isn't really all that exciting. me and the girls went to a Mets game. that's the story.

however, it was my first time ever being in a professional baseball stadium. so that was sort of cool. and then before we hopped on the subway to Queens we stopped at Chipotle. I was waiting until we got to the game so I could get a hot dog (hot dogs and baseball just go together), but I did get myself some beers there (they would have been cheaper than in the stadium) and definitely brown-bagged that in the subway.

classic New York

so I'm not sure if this is necessarily "classic" New York. but it was definitely one of those perfect summer nights doing something you can only do in the city.

a movie in Bryant Park.

Fabulous and I met at the park after work (well after work for me anyways), spread out our blanket (which is amazing by the way - all weather blanket at Bed, Bath & Beyond. check it out.) poured the wine, and sat back and relaxed while waiting for the movie to start.

it was real classy too in that our wine was definitely in water bottles. red wine no less. their was an event at my work in which there was wine and cheese, food and yep, water bottles. so I grabbed two of those water bottles, dumped out the water and poured in the wine. :) I even made a little plate of cheese to take with me as well. we step up the classy-ness a little when our new friends gave us "wine glasses" in which to drink our wine from (see photo). one of the guys also got a pizza - which they totally shared with us. a fantastic night if I do say so myself.

however, for the life of me I cannot tell you what the movie was about. think I had a little too much fun drinking that wine...

"that's just delicate"

I have never seen a Marilyn Monroe movie until Monday night.

There is a festival that goes on during the summer called River to River. They host movies, concerts, dance, etc. This past Monday night Fabulous and I went to see a free movie:

The Seven Year Itch












It actually was a really, really funny movie. I loved it. The space in which we saw the movie was also amazing. It was down in the Financial District and it's called the Elevated Acre. Essentially it is this open courtyard between two buildings that is open and also borders the water. The festival set up a "grass" area (a.k.a. astro-turf) and a giant blow up screen in which to watch the movie on.
Fabulous and I managed to squeeze ourselves into a small space on the "grass." We were chillin for a little while and realized that we had a bit more time before the movie started. So I scrambled on over to the Duane Reade next door and bought us a six-pack. The movie pretty much started as soon as I got back. Fabulous and I were enjoying our beers, which we were able to get open thanks to our lovely neighbors who had a bottle opener (since of course, Fabulous and I didn't think about that before I bought the beer) and eating fruit snacks (great combo with beer - I know).

All in all, a great night. :)

no better way to celebrate

4th of July this year was rather interesting. I guess you could almost say it was done New York style.

A friend of mine was in town for the weekend and I was going to take her somewhere along the Hudson River to see the Macy's Firework show. However, plans changed a little the Friday night before when my friend, we shall call him Med School, informs me that a friend of his lives down in the financial district and invited us to join him on the rooftop to watch the fireworks. Mind you this building was around 50 stories tall - I wasn't going to say no.

So Saturday rolls around and we had to wait for Med School to get out of work, which he didn't until 8:30pm, then of course we had to stop at the liquor store to grab some libations. We got to the building around 9:00pm only to be told (rather rudely I may add) by the security guard that they were not letting anyone else up on the roof. I would have been pissed had I actually lived in that building and was just coming home or something...

But luckily Med School had another friend that also lived in the financial district (actually on Wall Street I might add), so we went to that building instead. We get inside and the guard stops us. Med School tells him something to the affect of we are going to visit a friend to watch the fireworks and that the "friend" is already on the roof. The guard states that he has to call the apartment anyways, so we wait. Guard calls, no one answers, he sends us up anyway. When we get to the roof Med School informs us that his friend actually doesn't live in the building anymore - he moved out 2 months ago!

Since we were already on the roof though, we decided to make a party of it. Even though the view was not that great - we had to stand on chairs and could only really see a sliver of the fireworks going on - we still had ourselves some wine, some absinthe (poured into a Gatorade bottle no less), snacks, and a Crackberry "blasting" Pandora.

Not exactly the scenario I had in my head when Med School originally told me a "rooftop party," but it was still enjoyable nonetheless. :)

I ventured to Brooklyn again

So this isn't all that exciting, but this past weekend the Canadian (a friend) and I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge. It was my first time ever doing this and it was such an enjoyable walk!

The view from the bridge was gorgeous! No matter where you stood, you had a perfect view of both Manhattan and Brooklyn. The fact that it was 75 degrees and sunny probably helped matters too.

Also, we somehow ended up walking down Division Avenue and I had a very scary vision. We had perfect timing to make it on this street right when synagogue let out and the streets were filled with nothing but hasidic Jews. The scary part was that every single Jewish girl on that street was pushing a baby stroller. Many of them also had other little rug rats trailing behind them. But this is what nice Jewish girls do - they grow up and have nice Jewish babies. They become nothing but Jewish baby breeding machines. I think this is my grandmother's vision for me - grow up, marry a nice Jewish doctor (or lawyer or whatever other profession makes boku bucks), and then have nice Jewish babies. At least she is not requiring me to become hasidic....

p.s. - please ignore the snow in the picture as this was the only picture I could find. it was 75 degrees and sunny the day I took a stroll down this hell street.