rouge

blown away

spotted pig

hours of wait for a table that has been empty since you got there, pork belly that melts like jello on your tongue, those luscious chicken liver on toast, oysters that make you horny, and that banoffee pie just makes my toes curled, i love THE SPOTTED PIG

DANIEL took me to a secret spot in prospect park where there is a magical hut of twigs and i cant wait till the painting get finished!

dices

got these antique dices from the BROOKLYN FLEA MARKET, they are magical

frederick

it was a windy rainy cold day here but REQUEST's new face frederick sachs came in for a casting and brought rays of sunshine and stuff. he took a three hour train ride all the way from school in providence to the city. that english accent of his is just adorable. he said he's enjoying school so much that he doesn't want it to end, aww.

ninth street expressso

the good thing about life in the alphabet city is u can just get up in a butt freezing cold morning, put on your fancy overcoat over your pajamas, and head down to NINTH STREET ESPRESSO for a latte and a cranberry scone by the bakery from BALTHAZAR, even before u brush your teeth and wash your face, and start a day happy. oh, and that peacock plate i just got from ANTHROPOLOGIE. lovely

aviator

got this fits-me-like-a-glove aviator jacket from one of my fave shops in the east village, LOCAL CLOTHING. the lining and the aged black leather (so aged, it's almost brown) and the big pockets ... happiness

diptyque

these DIPTYQUE shits are awesome and addictive. candels. perfume. shower stuff. and i got this philosyko eau de toilette that mutters breathes of wood and fig (which feels like i'm in some ancient chinesed erotic novel), like finally, even though i have a hard time deciding on which one to get. oh, and the folks over there was too kind to gimme a buttload of samples. j'adore

joseph leoanrd

from now on, i would only eat at restaurants that are we could grow up together enough. no scene. no bullshit. only sincere service with comfort food, like oysters and mussels and frites and caramel pudding that comes in a mason jar and takes you to ryan taylor's unicorn forest, that's JOSEPH LEONARD, my favorite place in the west village, on the corner of waverly place, curated by gabriel stulman, who also brought us THE LITTLE OWL

lucas

DNA's lucas is bored cos all of his roomates left new york and went somewhere fun while he has to be all alone. he said, "i wanna hang myself!" lol. he's from sao paulo