Loving these photos of dancers in New York via Swiss Miss.
They make me miss my old home, and I think I need to take a dance class ASAP. The more I run and lift free weights the more flexible and toned I’ve become, and it’s such a wonderful feeling to feel strong in my own body. Dancing might be the next step, though given my lack of coordination, I highly doubt I’ll start breakdancing on the steps of the Met any time soon. lv, molly
These songs remind me of
Gabe, you’ll remember this!
xo, m
And one last thing before I’m off… Yes, I’m excited to see friends from college, go to a wedding, and see my good friend Karolina from Dublin. I’m also psyched to go to my old-standard: Fishs Eddy.
It’s a fabulous dishware/ kitchen shop near Union Square that I frequented during my New York years. Check out the lovely things they have (they ship). I’ll be back late September with more fashion and recipe favorites! xo, m
PS- I got 10 days’ worth of clothes in one carry-on suitcase. I’m gloating.
PPS- Morning pick me up appears after the photos. This seriously made my morning. Amazing.
Graffiti and laundry fill rooftops in Lower Manhattan, as seen looking south from the Manhattan Bridge onto buildings between Madison and Monroe Streets, toward Market Street. Photo by Marilyn Yee for the NYT.
Here I come, world! I’m leaving Friday but will be a busy bee between now and then. Here’s one of those songs that conjures up all sorts of nostalgia. Cheesy, I know, but I used to listen to this song over and over again when I first moved to New York. Fond memories. (And Audrey is so good… this movie is so sad though, isn’t it?) See you in two weeks! xo, m
