I walked around Park Slope, Brooklyn all day with my sister. That part of NY is a whole different world, and the park was springish & emerald and I and took pictures of these sensational walkups, which always make me think of the Cosby Show so I want a my own to sit & read & smoke & talk on when the city starts to get as hot as a zipper which is coming to a theater new you/me soon oh "summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage..."

We went to a restaurant in Carroll Gardens, which is the best thing to do on a Saturday evenin',  and there was  chorizo and cheeses with honey, and ruby glasses of wine and proscuttio and tallagio and blanched salty almonds and Perrier...

I love that pink brownstone, it manages to give the middle finger to the whole brown block. 

Wow someone painted that hot pink.