We’ve been lucky for most of the summer — the weather has been beautiful. But every coin comes up tails eventually, and this past week our visit to our favorite rooftop sundeck got called on account of rain.
Oh, we had a couple of gorgeous hours before the clouds rolled in. Eating strawberries,
reading David Sedaris and tales of surprisingly principled hitmen,
showering off in the sun.
But then darkness loomed, and the next several hours ranged from drizzle to torrent and back again. We huddled close under a giant beach umbrella
until stir-craziness set in and we decided to just let ourselves get wet.
Nothing wrong with a little cooling down on a summer day. But the key word there is “little,” and we eventually threw in the towel. (Threw on the towel? Whatever.)
Point is, we had fun. For a while. But eventually tapas down the block won out over continued exposure to the elements.
We’ll be back, though. You know it. And if you’d like to be with us when that happens? Just send email to firstname.lastname@example.org. We welcome inquiries from all body-positive women in the NY area. (Especially waterproof ones.)
Like Uncle Sam used to say:
We want you.