72 Degrees and It’s Officially Spring

Dumbo, Brooklyn

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We’ve finally had (almost) an entire week of sun and (semi) warmth. Today it’s 72 degrees outside, and though I may be sitting in an office, I still feel like I’m finally thawing out from the cold. Now if only I could get rid of this winter coat that I’ve accumulated from sitting in dark bars for the last few months…

But to do so, I need some summertime beats to get me moving. Fortunately I have my cousin to keep me clued into p.i.m.p. tunes and I’ve successfully added a decent amount of thug tracks onto my iTunes. If you need me at any point in the next few months, I can probably be found at some club shaking my tail feather on a wobbly table until around 4am. (The table makes me feel taller and the wobbliness is kind of like yoga — a test of strength, balance, and focus. It’s a win-win situation.)

Summer time in the city is the BEST time in the city for those who are hard enough to handle the ungodly humidity and perpetual rain. Hamptons Shmamptons. The party people stay here.

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