my manhattan (the one in which after a good long while i finally pulled out my camera again).

whoa boy. it's been a while, since i've done this, no? good news is, part of the reason i've not had much time for this corner of the internet has much to do with getting to know new york all the more.

my manhattan: the wreaths are still up, but the resolutions are resolving and revolving.

it's that sacred time in new york when the decorations are scattered, the trees are finding their way once more to the sidewalk, but everything feels possible with the start of a fresh year and the blistering wind sweeping in off the river.

i'm feeling the newness of this year more than usual. so i put on heels today, have taken to drinking tea when i can--you see i am trying to live as the person i've always wanted to be.

but the thing is: i'm still half-way to a bag-lady. and i still lose things. all the time i'm having just lost my keys or my sunglasses or my metro card, and there i am stooping on the sidewalk so as to empty the contents of my many bags in search of the thing which i haven't really lost, but hell if i can find it.

some things never change. new year or not.

my manhattan: the one downtown with vietnamese food, a soy latte, market shopping, hints of christmas, and yet another coffee (this one to end the day)

all this before a friend's bachelorette party yesterday evening.

(regarding the party: there are no pictures--some things are not to be photographed).

my manhattan: the late night edition.

a tea goes (on) in brooklyn.

one of the best things about having been in new york for so long now is that i feel like i have friends all over. and not just geographically, what i mean is... there are friends from school, yes, but also from work and from friends of friends. from chance encounters. 

the circle is ever-growing. 

i met heather and brooke last january and they've quickly become two of my very favorite people in this world. i feel like i've known them for ages. we do things like brunch, celebrate birthdays, go fishing for men in brooklyn on friday nights, observe high-tea, take ridiculous photos, and on and on.