The good stuff.
Creepy Christmas crap. (at Marty’s)
Getting late early around here.
World of ice (at Home)
My favorite thing about Christmas in NYC is the smell of pine on the streets.
The warmth of vinyl on a Saturday morning. The deliberate steps needed to play a record add meaning to the music. (at Home)
Woke up to this outside my window this morn.
Sweet potatoes with marshmallows abandoned in the oven during Thanksgiving dinner.
Classic from the liquor cabinet. (at Home)
Playboy bunny corkscrew. (at RSVP)
@j_maren rockin it. (at Proctor Academy)