I think it was one of our favorite nights in NYC yet.
We went to the Summer Film Festival at Bryant Park.
I wore navy stripes and kelly green, a winning combination if you ask me.
Our meal? Perfect homemade sammies, some manchego & some kind of flavorful fancy chips.
And a chocolate, chocolate chip cookie for a lil' something sweet.
A few other people had the same idea.
Justin caught up on current events.
And yes, the blankets were just that close.
Our attempt at a picure together produced this charmer.
I think J's laughing?
Meanwhile, I haven't learned where to look when taking a self-shot group pic on my phone.
At the camera hole? At myself? At the button I'm pressing?
Apparently, I went with All of The Above giving myself a nice crossed eye.
We watched the sun fade against our city, darkness rushed in and then it was time.
The movie began and everyone stood up to cheer and dance.
Watching One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest with 1,000 other New Yorkers was amazing.
The energy was electric and palpable.
We bid our sweet city goodnight vowing it was one of our favorite nights yet.
Please teach me how to take a self-portrait on my iphone, lest I look cross-eyed for the rest of my days.
Please and thanks.