![]() I sat on this month’s playlist way too long so some of these songs are a month young. And I felt that even though the Summer Solstice is in June, it’s on America’s birthday that summer truly commences. It was discombobulating, confusing, chaotic and perfect. ![]() I ran to counteract my gluttonous sins, used my Met yearly membership for the first time, tried to fill my stretched out stomach at East Village institution Frank, and saw a wedding band perform live at Red Lion while J-Lo swiveled her hip-high slits on the TV screen and firecrackers reverberated around the buildings. So I felt the need to exercise my freedom in the only way I know how: packing my day to the brim. What a weird thing for 4th of July to happen on a Tuesday, amirite? I had a guac and Moscow Mule filled weekend down at the Jersey Shore, had to work Monday, and then had a Tuesday off for the first time in maybe ever. ![]()
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