Hungry Child in the City
NEW YORK DAY ONE
By the time we finally got into the city the clock was about the strike twelve. After exerting all my energy into Woodbury and trying to find a way onto this godforsaken island that didn't involve traffic we were pretty pooped and boy were we hungry...Side note the second member of this "we" team that will be mentioned from now until forever is Peter, my fiancé, patient photographer, and Thor look-alike...he's pretty dreamy. I digress, he's not so charming when fucking starving, so after sending off the bell boy on the epic quest that was unloading the 50 garment bags and suitcases from our vehicle, we started the hunt. We landed on The Dutch on Sullivan, and safe to say we were satisfied. Here is the recorded footage from our search to end hunger. The pissed as fuck look is genuine and is directly correlated to the lack of food in my belly.
Mixed Patterns Work When Not Giving a Fuck