A Few From The Fourth of July

Fourth of July weekend was an unsupervised one for me. I had the apartment to myself and got quite a bit of work done. Notable was Friday evening's hop out to the Willy Wall in the New York Harbor. You don't really appreciate Manhattan until you see it from the outside.

The cast of characters:

Anastasia


Jenny:


And of course, Erin C.


Other photos: garbage, East Third Street style.


A different perspective of the Freedom Tower:


Manahatta

Classic Fourth of July Photos!

Under normal circumstances I would have pics to share a few days after the Fourth Of July of the parties and BBQs that I went to. This year, there are slightly different circumstances and I was not able to go to any.

Keeping up with the spirit of nostalgia that's been all over this blog lately, I went into the archives and dug up some fave shots from Fourths of July past.

But not to worry! At the end of the month I'm headed to two weddings, and wedding photos are what started this blog in the first place. Def stay tuned!

In 2005 I ping ponged around the tri-state area on Fourth of July weekend. I went to Connecticut and then to Mattituck and then came back to Connecticut. I would like to know how, on a journalist's salary, I managed to pay for all those bus and train tickets.

My friend Jon on the beach in Mattituck. I took this shot with a disposable camera.


Same sunset, different angle. Still a disposable camera.


At Jon's house in Mattituck. Why do I pose like this?


Pensive at 2:00 a.m. at Jen's place in Fairfield.


Watching fireworks on my roof on 20th Street. I don't know why I had so many black and white photos in 2005.


2006. Completely sober at fireworks in Old Greenwich. I took my five-year-old cousin to them.


Coolest little cousin evs.


A few days later at a family party in Connecticut. That's La Madre and my two brothers and I.


My brother Rob and I. Growing up, everyone thought we were twins. We're actually 18 months apart.


Why do I have no shots from 2007?

Impromptu jazz at a backyard BBQ in Brooklyn in 2008.


Jen et moi.

Finally Out Of The House!

Since the sun came out I've finally been able to leave the 21st floor. TR and I headed up to Central Park with the boy to get some sun. I have so much melanin that I'm not using!

First stop: Baccarat! TR wanted to pick up a little push present for me, since I managed to produce a large boy and all. At first I thought I wanted earrings to match the Psydelic necklace that I wear almost daily, but believe it or not, they looked dopey! Too matchy- matchy, too matronly. Instead, TR spied this number from across the room and it's just so much more La Pauline. I really love it -- especially because it's red.


Finally, into the park. Saw this young kid juggling while riding a unicycle and listening to an iPod. Apparently he does this all day long, and almost everyone who stopped gave him a dollar. That bucket in front of him was full of dollar bills. Guess that's one way to pay for college.


Oh, and there was a Dixieland band, which was awesome.


Proud (and tired!) Papa. He changed two diapers while sitting on park benches. That's skill. I supervised/stared off into space.


This photo is the perfect metaphor for our relationship. I'm always shoving my way to the forefront while TR smiles politely.


Speaking of, how does it feel to be Mr. Pauline Millard, Tom? At least in the eyes of Beth Israel Hospital and our insurance company?


Andre, after a long day in the park.


Me, covered in creatures.