Monday, December 26, 2011


I mentioned my flatmate Cameron before. He's still crazy as fuck and he knows everyone. From a tramp on the street to super posh people. So yesterday he was like "come to the birthday party of this rich fashion designer woman'. Cool, we're coming. Get there, the flat was on Wall St.!!!!! just a few houses down from Trump empire. You should have seen the lobby, all I can say is wow!!!! I mean that flat must have been worth millions. So yeah been hanging out at this chick's super posh apartment, mingled with people, had a good laugh and then ended up on a hill billy boat in Bushwick.

walking down Wall St 
the Wall St. apartment
the apartment "lobby"

the parteeeey 

breaking bottles of wine on Wall St....

The heat of hilly billy boat pool...

It's hot again today so I think I'll go down to Rockaway beach. Another reason why NYC is so amazing- you can actually go to the beach on a Subway track!!!!! I mean yeah, there's never ending reasons to love this place and I'm already feeling the urge never to leave this paradise land.

I'm making a plan. Winters in London, spring and early summer Slovenia and late summers in New York. If I succeed in being a freelancer one day, all of this is going to be possible.
A girl's gotta dream. No problems only solutions.

Now you tell me, is this a perfect world or what?

Big love peeps, you should stop wasting time and come over.

Sunday, December 25, 2011


Yo what's poppin'?
I can't believe this is only my second weekend in NYC. It kinda seems like I've been here forever, every day is so filled up with stuff that I imagine these four months feeling like a lifetime.
Last week was still super hot so I went to the block party down the road. It was mega cool, all the cool kids were out, there were water hydrants, free pizza and some fantastic bands. And it's was happening all day long, not just at night. That's proper summer time fun if you ask me. The sun's out, go and play, what a better thing to do?!
This party was happening right in front of Roberta's pizza, just outside Morgan subway stop. I remember my first day in NY, I went there for my lunch. It's a really really cool spot. And every second Sunday afternoon they have a super cool free party in Tiki bar next door. Damn there's been some really great, fun and sweaty times...

Block party - check these kids, they were so much fun

sweating in Tiki bar onna Sunday afternoon...

mattress stage diving at another block party...

gosh this chick was so wasted...

Another (the millionth)reason why NY is so fucking cool is there's so much free stuff going on. And quality stuff. Block parties, Central park summer stage, outdoor cinemas, you name it.
People around here are nice, I'm having a really good experience so far. My street feels like South America. Mexicans and Puerto Ricans. Brooklyn's massive and it has it all -they call it The Planet for a reason- and where we live in Bushwick is becoming the new cool. There's new trendy bars and restaurants poppin up, such as Narrows (really cool cocktail bar), Roberta's, Tandem and Northeast Kingdom just to name a few. More and more hipsters moving in. It's not as trendy as Williamsburg but in a few years it might be a different story. Williamsburg is such a lovely area.Yeah it is massively gentrified but it's still super cool. Very different vibes than for instance, hipster flooded, gentrified Brick Lane. But I could say that for NY in general, much nicer vibes in the air than London. 
The other day I went for a walk and walked around the area for hours. Beautiful people, really nice bars and restaurants. Yeah I have to say, people here are so beautiful - both men and women. They're all sporting this natural beauty thing and it really works. All the chicks wear really short cut jeans shorts, and a vest. Men pretty much same outfit just a bit longer shorts. Everyone's covered in really cool tattoos, I mean really good ones. 
It only really hit me a few days ago - "I am in NYC!"
It takes me one train to get to work, it's in Union Sq Manhattan. When I walk out of my office I see Empire State building. It's really bizarre - one week into being here I already work in a big ass agency, doing my thing. Amazing. I give myself a little tap on the shoulder.

Saturday, December 24, 2011


Chris Pape re-visiting the tunnel in 2011 (found out he's been there only a week before me, would be funny to bump into him)

can't believe I actually stepped my foot into this legendary place. If it wouldn't be for a few graffiti enthusiast I was hanging out with in NY, I'd probably never do it.

entrance to the tunnel

So in short, it was named the Freedom tunnel after a graffiti artist/painter Chris Pape tag "Freedom". The guy painted lots of good art in the tunnel for about ten years, between mid 80s to mid 90s and even lived with the homeless when they moved in there.
 There's still loads of his work left down there but some dickhead, most likely the Amtrak train authorities started painting over it.Go check it out while you still can!
You can read an interview with Pape here

It's a bit tricky to find and it's illegal to walk through which means you can't just walk in. The way to get in is : You get off a subway in Riverside park(can't remember the exact name of the stop)in Manhattan, walk along the rail until you find a hole in the ground. You get yourself in there and slide down a pile of crap that seemed to belong to homeless people.
and then, just like in some crazy movie, you enter this space, this underground "gallery", this massive space that holds an important part of graffiti history. There's some really famous shit from back in the 80s! but it's a shame, someone started painting over them so who knows how long for they're still gonna be there.
I was so hungover on the day we went there, which made the whole experience totaly ZEN. it takes about 45 blocks to walk the tunnel and it's right underneath the park. There's rays of light shining through the air windows above the tunnel which makes the place look so magic. It feels like being in some kind of vacuum.
So anyway, I knew about Freedom tunnel for ages. I just didn't know it was in NY or if it still exists. I've seen it in a documentary called Dark Days, which I absolutely loved so I'm totally chaffed I've seen it.

The tunnel looks very different nowadays than it did in the movie. There seems to be no people living there and it's all cleaned up. But still fucking brill.

out of the tunnel 
125 st Harlem

The tunnel ends on 125th street in Harlem. we were pretty much the only white people out there but I never minded that and neither did the others. we had some ace jerk fish at a little caribbean joint and then went to chill in the park. BLISS! yes please!

Sunday, December 11, 2011


not sure if I mentioned the white pigeon before. Well. one day, we open our front door and find a white pigeon in a cage, amongst all the other crap in our yard. wtf? where did this come from? So Cameron, Matt and me looked at it for a while, then Tenant (our cat) tried to paw it and the pigeon went mental.
So we move the cage to a higher level but it went even more mental. Rock'n'roll in the background, Mojito slushes on the way...I think we need to free the pigeon. So here we go, the attempt

but the stupid pigeon flew right into our bathroom window. Matt went to get the pigeon...

Tenant then decided to like the pigeon and even kept it safe from the other cats

mojito slushes

and we figure the pigeon doesnt even want the freedom. It just sat in the open cage forever until Tenant scared him/her off.
What we didn't know is that the pigeon belonged to one of the Puerto Rican kids from the house next door. As they figured what we've done the SHOE WAR started.

the story goes. Cameron stepped in the shit so he left one of his shoes at the front door. The next morning I wake up to "you fucking whores, I'm coming to get ya" "this is war" Cameron walking around with the hammer smashing all the stolen bikes in the yard. the fuckers took his shoe.
Ohhh it fucking took forever before they gave it back but he got it at the end. All because of the bloody pigeon.