post card: brooklyn

In light of Miss Sandy, I thought this post would be appropriate. Rp and I were supposed to be staying in the East Village for this short NY trip, but the storm forced us to pack up and leave (again!) and head to our friends' apartment in Brooklyn. So, we're hunkered down with water, flashlights, rice crispy treats, peanut butter crackers, champagne, and wine to ride out this storm.

I wanted to come back to Brooklyn, but not exactly under these conditions. 

I made all of these "post cards" one day in the van. Being in constant motion is great, but can also lead to some serious heartache for things you love. One of my last days in the van, I compiled a very incomplete list of things I miss:

Non Starbucks coffee

my girls

Reading Vogue on Saturday morning

Meeting for brunch after 1pm

Weekend mornings alone

YogaVida

Getting my mail

My printer

Small dogs

Vegan restaurants

Dinners that turn into drinks that turn into "Oh my God, it's 3AM & they are kicking us out"

Grape & Grain//Lychee bellinis

a routine

blaming lateness on the subway
my bed

Saturday afternoon college football games with friends who also wound up far from the South

Sunday night HBO + take out ethiopian food (while wearing PJs and a hoodie)

All of my clothes being in one place

Having more than 2 pairs of shoes

Simply walking outside to grab a cab

A book in the park

Complaining about how the neighborhood has changed

Really good Indian food

Delivery.com

Finding fashion inspiration on the streets and on the person next to you in the subway

my bodega

So, Sandy, lets go ahead and get this over with, OK?!? I'd like to get back to my regularly scheduled things.

photo: bike ridin

post card: new york

"I’ve spent more nights sleeping in a hotel room than most people ever need to over the course of an entire lifetime, and I’m not even 30 years old yet. I know which hotel chains have soap that I like, and which places will make you smell like a little old lady when you wash your hands. I’m alone in a big bed with my glasses on, listening to Tom Waits, trying to come down after the show. There’s only one more date left in the US and I’m thinking about how this tour has played out. One night like tonight can make up for fifteen miserable ones…the fans were locked in with the band, and it was powerful. All the nonsense I have to deal with to get onto that stage (unsavory promoters, poorly managed venues, twelve hour drives in the van, missing my family, etc etc etc) feels absolutely worth it when the fans show up like they did tonight. The energy in that room was palpable and it drew a strong performance out of everybody in the band. The reason why I tour is so that there can be more nights like tonight. Thank you New York; you’re like no other." 

- Rp's Tumblr post on the New York show last night

snooze

by now, it's clear that my body hates me. waking up at 7am is not exactly how I planned to spend this Sunday (before an 8+ hour drive). I wish this was a once in a while occurrence, but it seems my brain doesn't ever want to sleep anymore. I need a non hotel bed, a dark room, a small puppy, and 18 hours of snooze time.

help!

(photo: bar in the East Village - B Side)

postcard

seriously. I never know anymore - even with all of my fancaaay technology.

more pretty pics & updates coming soon.

in the meantime, click on ron's tour dates - buy tickets - and then suggest things for us to do in Australia and Europe. thanks thanks thanks!

stay tuned! 

-b

(btw - photo is in Montana)