Friday morning bang trim at Slope Suds and rain ride in my bomb new Fjallraven vest.

From my house to the Martin’s. Never not house sitting.

Happy Greenwood Heights beer garden opening day! May have been a bit tipsy while biking home… That is all.

Post Ovenly photo shoot. I remember reading turned napping in the park turned reading on my roof too.

That day the Double D pool was closed because someone threw up. But the day that ended being better than if someone hadn’t thrown up.

Dinner at Viv’s for the best pasta of my life. Yes, my life.

Dance team sweats. Cut and cuffed.

I don’t even remember.

To an amazing dinner party and back. There was blueberry cheesecake involved. Nuff said.

Two croissants in that bag.

Bike. Tennis. Bike.

Engagement party biking in vintage sling backs.

Four inch wedge biking. To a meeting and back.

En route to bible study while surveying the most beautiful sunset through Brooklyn buildings.

I’m a little off cause I was biking on the crazy divoty sidewalk. And well, I was still half asleep from my nap next to the lake at Prospect Park.