Park Slope Chillin’
I spent the last Friday and Saturday living The Life in Park Slope with Kate. Nothing like hanging out with an old friend (special shout out to Camp Nokomis for bringing us together in ‘06). Like many camp friends, our bond is special and thus we like to do special things. Please see below.
Made Watermelon Dranks
patent on that name pending, sortof
Right after meeting up we got on the topic of New Hampshire (duh, our favorite place) and remembered how awesome the Town Docks’ watermelon bowl
is looks, we were always underage babies. And thus it was decided to stop at the grocery store on the way home to make this an afternoon DIY project.
Kate playing domestic goddess. For everyone’s future reference: the ish in a watermelon will make you A LOT of juice
This was us trying to take aesthetically pleasing food pictures like Cupcakes and Cashmere but it was a fail. For those who want to know, inside the bowl was: watermelon, strawberries, ice, mint, lemon juice, sugar, vodka and triple sec
Watched the first half of The OC: Season 1 betch please like any other season is as good
omg ryan + marissa 4EvEr
Kate and I are really into The OC. We had a marathon of it last summer as well, the only difference was Franzia was in place of the watermelon bowls. Most of our commentary while watching had to do with bad/hilarious 2004 fashion, how pretty Marissa is, how Ryan wears a choker and how much dumber Summer is during this season (Uh, hello? She ends up going to Brown #NotClearOn).
If you have rooftop real estate, or can even pretend to, you have to take advantage of it in New York. Kate’s roof rocks, it’s spacious, clean and has this raised ledges perfect for sitting or laying on. We spent a lot of time up here, sunbathing and people watching in the day and plane spotting at night.
The view of Manhattan, a keeper
There’s just something about hanging out above everything else… it’s like when we used to ride on A deck on The Bear as aides at camp.
The view of the street, so neighborhoody I wanna die- in the best way possible
Kate’s dad ordered almost literally an Indian feast. DELICIOUS, it was eaten while enjoying Down With Love with the fam. Kate and I then ate leftovers for lunch the following day. Can never get enough ethnic take-out, luckily I’m in the hub of all that goodness.
Brooklyn Pride Festival
On our stroll into and through Prospect Park (which was bumpin’ hard with BBQs and little league games), we came upon the annual Brooklyn Pride Festival! I love a good street fair, plus there were free condoms wooooo.
This is exactly what you think it is: a closed little tent where small groups can be educated first-hand about some dude’s foreskin. RATED R, y’all. Kate and I didn’t venture in but wish we had in retrospect.
Part of the festival was a stage with live performances- rapping and pop music with back-up dancers to drag queens lip synchin’ away. Kate and I took this as an opportune time to pose as lesbians for a hot sec.
The blissful two-day romp in BK ended with, what else? falafel… and a relaxing ride on the F back to Manhattan.