Brittany and Scott do New York
Or at least, we do lunch.
In town for a day, Brittany and I met to discuss, as usual, the daily grind of being a twentysomething, a struggling artist, looking for work, trying to pay rent, what friends are up to, and who exactly is that girl in the coffee shop (turns out it was Leticia from Beauty and the Geek).
In front of the Flatiron Building, my attempt at copying The Sartorialist. Clearly, Brittany wins the style competition, leaving me looking extra frumpy and put out. I swear, that coat usually makes me look quite dynamic and continental.
