Dog Walking

I have a cat. My roommate has a pitbull; one with only three legs, and who just got out of the puppy hospital for an intestinal blockage. This dog, though annoying(or “delightfully playful” in Eliza’s terms) and with horrendous farts, is the sweetest pup, and most amazing dog/pitbull EVER.

And, although he tends to drag me toward (A) the park (B) the ice cream shop or (C) the butcher shop, I still love to walk him and basque while vicariously living in his notoriety in our Williamsburg neighborhood.

Armstrong. Oh, did I mention his immensely hazardous tail? People wonder why my legs are all scratched up and bruised…(okay, I admit I’m slightly a klutz on my own).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forever 21 dress

Vintage belt

NYCLA wedges

Concrete Jungle

I channeled my inner safari-an today for a look with my sparsely used caged wedges and some elephant jewelry.

After work I took my safari to where the wild things (of New York) are, the Cooper Park dog park.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My dad’s dress shirt

Thrifted Skirt

N.Y.L.A. caged wedges

Elephant necklace from my grandmother’s collection

Vintage/Thrifted chain necklace

Elephant cuff from a street vendor on St. Mark’s Place

Leopard and gold bracelets from Target

I’m really into animal jewelry from street vendors; you can always find such unique things whether you’re in SoHo, Chinatown, or St. Mark’s!