Ok so maybe I’m a newly converted Brooklynite in comparison to those who have known its awesomeness and friendliness for years.  Yes, I was that girl who said she would leave Manhattan over her dead body.  Yes, I scoffed at the idea of living in a borough and *gasp* having to take a bridge and/or tunnel to work every day.  No, I did not think I would ever move to, never mind come to love and call home, a place named Brooklyn.

But alas, here I am.  Two years in and totally converted and preachy.  I shop at Beacon’s Closet and Brooklyn Industries, prefer Prospect Park to Central, wear clever Tees, know where the bike paths are, had a bike stolen, go to warehouse parties, dance at the Yard, know the best pizza in the city is Grimaldi’s, and make every effort NOT to go into Manhattan when I don’t have to.  And don’t even get me started about the quality of food and service in this fine borough.  It beats the hell out of its big sister any day (I say sister because Manhattan, at its heart, is a bitch).

Now why am I going on about Brooklyn?  Well that’s because I’m up to represent Brooklyn photography-wise.  I’m asking you to go and vote for me.  And I figured it wouldn’t hurt to give a little speech about how much I heart BK.  If this image wins then the others I submitted with it will become part of pingg’s Designer Series.  So please go and give me some love.