Straight from the decade when your secretary would get up and un-begrudgingly light your cigarette for you. Also: goes well with Pepto Bismol, any Hostess Cake, and a Parliament Light. A little soggy after the storm, but you know that means the chrome is shining bright.
Frost Street and Graham Avenue {Brooklyn, NY}
We’re back, with the finest cow-milking stool this side of the Hudson— A reminder that Googling Williamsburg brings up Colonial before Skinnypants.
South 4th Street {Williamsburg, Brooklyn}
Midnight at the Samoobslugowa (Polish for laundromat).
Norman Avenue and Diamond Street {Brooklyn, NY}
Are strollers furniture?
Toddlers sit in them. Parents stash cookies and scarves and lipstick and issues of GQ. So there’s the case for the pantry / closet / wardrobe on wheels.
On the other hand, you’d usually get scolded for evacuating yoursold on your office chair. Strollers are decidedly somewhere in the middle.
At any rate: if you’re looking for a schmancy one, find yourself at 2pm on 74th street and Columbus Ave, and take yer pick o the litter.
74th Street btwn Columbus + Amsterdam {New York, NY}
Sometimes couches need to take a load off, too.
Norman Avenue and Diamond Street {Brooklyn, NY}
This poor guy can’t seem to keep off the block. For weeks now, he’s been popping up all over Norman Ave. Sometimes he’ll be looking pretty decent, with a nice sheen to the velveteen coat. Then you’ll catch him with a split of Wild Turkey and it’s suddenly head over heels. Look now, you’ve gone and lost your cushion.
Norman Ave. + Dobbin Street {Brooklyn, NY}
Inspired by early Bulova wristwear, the font “Avanti,” and thin cigarettes (also called “ladies’ cigarettes”), this was the last piece of a matching set once owned by a Countess from Valencia. This countess— in love with the sweet citrus from her namesake region— was known to have both red-green colorblindness and chronic hay fever, and would regularly bite into freshly peeled lemons and scowl.
Eckford Street {Greenpoint, Brooklyn}
Having a smoke break? Waiting for biryani? Shaking out the dandruff? What’s this styling mid-century lounger up to, just chilling on the industrial end of Norman Ave?
Norman Ave + Banker Street {Brooklyn, NY}
We all have our cute puppies at the pound;
our vixens in the used car lot,
our perfect slice of pie.
This sweetheart came home with me (though not the stack of unmarked cds).
{Engert St., Brooklyn, NY}
You’re walking around town, so so sad. You eat an ice cream cone. You change your voicemail. You skip for one block. Nothing’s working. To make matters worse, the weather is nice and there’s no Lady Gaga coming out of any car windows.
And suddenly you realize: what you really need is hug. Ta-da!
{Nassau Street and McGuinness Blvd, Brooklyn, NY}
