In a New York Minute

I was in New York for a minute – or rather 36 hours to attend a friend’s 50th birthday and was reminded why I like San Francisco summers – they are colder than some winters and you don’t have to sweat like a crazy person all the time. I don’t like the hot and humid weather, though I like how colorful and beautiful the city and its residents look. I mean even the New York Black takes on a new meaning.  Continue reading “In a New York Minute”