Oh summertime in the city. I love you but sometimes I secretly hate you. Those times include the days without access to a pool, or the beach, or really any escape near water. Earlier in the week, when I decided I was still on vacation mode after a weekend in the Poconos, Amber and I ditched our afternoon getups and changed into something a little more tropical. Pool hunting was involved. Instead we settled on some frozen margaritas and the prospect of an upcoming beach day.
[Photographed in the East Village wearing a Forever 21 top and Levis cutoffs]