broadway. soho, nyc. march 17, 2011.
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Showing posts with label soho. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soho. Show all posts
r by 45 rpm
sister took me to r by 45 rpm, in soho...
my favorite items were made of super soft, lightweight denim and tees and scarves created using their shibori tie-dye technique.
there isn't a single item in there that i can afford, but it was still good looking.
photos © anita aguilar
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their catalog may make you want to steal away to an island paradise (or the beach for a weekend), especially on this grey and soon-to-be-rainy new york city day....
pretty city: knee-high, downtown
april 1, 2010. first and first.
april 7, 2010. wooster street.photos © anita aguilar
SRO at DWR
wow. standing room only at dr. eric sanderson's lecture/book signing at the dwr store in soho.
nice event, but essentially the same presentation as the TED talk that i linked to last week.
nice event, but essentially the same presentation as the TED talk that i linked to last week.
all photos © anita aguilar
saturday, at saturdays
saturdays, on crosby street. photo © anita aguilar
more boards...photo © anita aguilari spent saturday afternoon down in my former neighborhood, walking around in the sunshine (with a scarf, but sans coat!), brunching on spring street and checking out the very handsome goods at the pop up flea. (oh, give me money and a man to shop for and i know where to go and do some damage.)
but my favorite part of the day, not surprisingly, revolved around the discovery of a new coffee place.
saturdays, on crosby street, is a small coffee bar attached to a small surf shop, and it appears to cater exclusively to men and the women who love to see them in only the finest surf gear. among their offerings: hullabaloo boards, alex knost wetsuits and lightning bolt shorts, select dry-land goods (i especially like their ties) and surfing-related miscellany (wax, books, dvds, best made axes - not sure what the axes are for? but i like them). some of the brands are a mystery to me (a non-surfer) but my friend (a surfer in his soul) was agog. he took a careful, admiring eye to and for pretty much every single piece in there.
i fancied the lattes, made artfully and strong by josh, one of the owners.
as we sat with our lattes on the wooden bench in the front of the store, across from a row of surfboards and i talked about my week, it was impossible not to notice my friend's eyes widen and gleam--he was mesmerized by the surfing movie that was being projected on the wall behind me. i knew that he was dreaming about the next time he could hop on a train to long island to see if the surfing would be as perfect as josh had described it minutes before, that he was longing not to be in that very cool shop, drinking perfectly nice coffee with a perfectly nice girl, but out on the ocean, alone and at peace on his board.
and i laughed to myself because i found it impossible to blame him.
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saturdays is every day at 31 crosby st (between grand and broome streets), nyc.
m-f: 8am-8pm
sat: 10am-5pm
sun: 11am-6pm
fall, on spring
spring street, nyc. october 28, 2009
spring street, nyc. october 28, 2009...i see it, a yellow leaf
among so many.
nothing distinguishes it,
nothing striking, striped, stripped,
strident, nothing
more than its yellow
on this day,
which is enough...--from "a yellow leaf"
by alberto rios
via the american life in poetry project, by ted kooser, us poet laureate.
the project offers a free weekly column featuring the work of contemporary american poets (curated by mr. kooser) to newspapers and online publications, with the hope that editors will see that poetry can offer "a spot of value" to readers. details here...
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