time for color


What we have here is a rare sighting of a blue sky...

It's been nothing short of gloomy + grey days in manhattan lately, but we had a sighting of hope the other day—blue. 

I love a grey day thrown in every now and then—soft lighting, a certain kind of quiet falls across the city as if the heavy clouds mute the street noise. The grey / white of moody day may sound unpromising, charmless + blah...

however, I view it as a blank canvas. 

Then the next day (running the best case scenario here) bright blue awakes.

The city feels upbeat again—the taxis a little more golden, the people resorting back to venti iced coffees, & every corner seems to soak up the sunshine. 

for nothing beats a sunny moment in the city.