There's this movie that I think you'll like. This guy decides to quit his job and heads to New York City. This cowboy's running from himself.
I met up with my favorite cowboy who is actually not a cowboy at all. But he is from Oxford, Ohio and there are cows close to there. Now residing in Brooklyn, he showed me how to do New York like a local and we laughed and played until the cabs/cows came home.
Anyways. Let me tell you why I know this crush ain't going away, David Archuleta style:
1. The kid has great taste.
My favorite flavors of the weekend consisted of the following:
Karlie's Kookies, Momofuku Milk Bar. These little tasties were bought four times over in the three days I spent there. I was skeptical being that their creator is the skinniest, healthy person on the planet, supermodel and life idol, Karlie Kloss. I wish I could personally thank her for the kookies. Yes, I would really like to shake her hand and perhaps discuss over a nice glass of milk. All the proceeds of said deliciousness benefit children in both NYC and Haiti. Eating For the Kids.
Another delicacy at Momofuku is the cereal-milk flavored ice cream. Think about that for a second. And then allow yourself to be overcome with tears of nostalgia as you remember a smaller version of yourself with a plastic bowl covering your face, as you attempt to gulp every last drop of the tastiest post cereal milk there ever was. I liked cocoa pebbles best.
Sometime Around Midnight, by The Airborne Toxic Event. It's a song about as emo as it sounds. But you know when you think you know a person well? Like really well? Like you've slept on this person's couch and bed dozens of times and you've shared late-night pillow talks about hopes and fears and where you would sleep if stuck in the Louvre overnight. And you know each other's families and how they prefer (or don't prefer) their coffee and you seem to think thoughts at the same time and speak them out loud in accents or in song, at precisely the same moment. But in all that time of being friends, you never once discussed this INCREDIBLE SONG that both of you have loved and imagined in your head over and dover again? Yeah well that epiphany moment happened to this song and we had a dance party in the living room and then again at the department store Century 21, when it serendipitously came on while perusing the boot collection.
2. He makes me pee-my-pants laugh.
In New York City you have to rehash the hash of last night's frivolity over a bottomless brunch. It sounds expensive but it might be priceless depending on how you look at it. We went to brunch at Station in Williamsburg and drained mimosas with a vengeance. Post-brunch, I stood up from my chair and nearly fell right back down. Wiggly, Giggly and alive (but just barely) I mosey down the sunlit sidewalk feigning cool...and it's like I can't be cool when everything my pal is saying is making me double over in fits of laughter, cross legged so as to hold in the pee that wants so badly to come out...
The answer is always brunch. And the better answer is always bottomless (in regards to bottomless drink...but come to think of it, perhaps going sans-pants would avoid pee-pants altogether, now wouldn't it?)
3. He sees potential for beauty everywhere.
In other words, he makes the best of every situation. He finds brilliant street art in graffiti. And the tenderness in a Ramen burger at Smorgasburg. He makes beautiful photography out of his spastic friends jumping on a child-sized trampoline. He makes himself a haven in an apartment shared with a character named Cash Lawless who is a hairdresser and covers the place with his wigs...
Because in a city where the norm is no norm, you have to be okay with the unexpected things that arise wearing wigs. Those who thrive in this city are the ones who see the potential in said unexpected things....and turn them into beautiful opportunities.
I swear he's destined for the screen. Closest thing to Michelle Pfeiffer that I've ever seen.