I may be married, but I'm into online dating. I brunch-date bike ladies I meet online.
Here's my latest catch, Jen Hill.
Um, yes! We are so fucking hardcore for riding our bikes in 22º feels like 16º weather.
I've been an admirer or Jen Hill's illustrations and ever so impressed that she illustrated Perez Hilton's children's book, The Boy With Pink Hair. That's some seeeerious street-cred.
We had a good time talking about drawing, makin' books, getting hair fixed, and how we do not welcome unsolicited bike advice from strange men - My favorite subjects.
We tried to go to one too-busy place, but were happy to end up at The Smile.
I was very happy to see that they had a whole shelf of bottled water from where me and Bill Clinton are from in Arkansas - Mountain Valley Spring Water with it's great vintage logo bottles.
Riding downtown to meet her, I used the 2nd Ave. bike lane, which is really just some paint. It's not a very official bike lane at all above 23rd or whatever, but it was pretty pleasant. I only flipped one bird at a turd in a Chrysler from New Jersey.
I captured the essence of the weather in this Frozen Mud Hole of Garbage.
Frozen garbage mud holes are so sad.
My frozen nose and cheeks matched my fuchsia coat at the end.
Being brave in the face of the middle-of-January cold was worth it.
Thanks for a nice afternoon, Jen.
Here's my latest catch, Jen Hill.
Um, yes! We are so fucking hardcore for riding our bikes in 22º feels like 16º weather.
I've been an admirer or Jen Hill's illustrations and ever so impressed that she illustrated Perez Hilton's children's book, The Boy With Pink Hair. That's some seeeerious street-cred.
We had a good time talking about drawing, makin' books, getting hair fixed, and how we do not welcome unsolicited bike advice from strange men - My favorite subjects.
We tried to go to one too-busy place, but were happy to end up at The Smile.
I was very happy to see that they had a whole shelf of bottled water from where me and Bill Clinton are from in Arkansas - Mountain Valley Spring Water with it's great vintage logo bottles.
Riding downtown to meet her, I used the 2nd Ave. bike lane, which is really just some paint. It's not a very official bike lane at all above 23rd or whatever, but it was pretty pleasant. I only flipped one bird at a turd in a Chrysler from New Jersey.
I captured the essence of the weather in this Frozen Mud Hole of Garbage.
Frozen garbage mud holes are so sad.
My frozen nose and cheeks matched my fuchsia coat at the end.
Being brave in the face of the middle-of-January cold was worth it.
Thanks for a nice afternoon, Jen.
Twas a fine fine afternoon, Julie! We are brave bike citizens for enduring those strenuous weather conditions. I am patting ourselves on the back.
ReplyDeleteMs. Hill has a nice ride!
ReplyDeleteHer ride is nice. I didn't want to ride it and put myself in that state of temptation but I could not resist and now I wish I had a fancy bike too.
ReplyDeleteThis post blew my mind a little bit. (The Boy with Pink Hair and the Mountain Valley parts especially.)
ReplyDeleteI know! I could have tripped out more about all that Mountain Valley, but I wanted to give my date my full attention. The Smile is a trendy little spot that appears in all kinds of NYC cool stuff guides. "NYC Cool Stuff" is an official term I just made up.
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