Even though I go to Central Park all the time, I never cease to be in awe every time I step foot underneath the towering trees. It is the one place that will wipe away any worries that I have and make me feel like I'm walking through an enchanted forest in a fairy tale...until I see a bum lying on the bench or smell horse shit.
I love fall colors.
I sat at Bethesda Fountain to people watch and listen to my iPod. If I had someone next to me, these are the comments they would hear: "I don't want to get old and look like Maxine, the crabby old lady from Hallmark cards."
"I wonder if she was that size before or after she got pregnant?...or maybe she has hypothyroid." "Maybe this man likes some cushion for the pushin'." "Would my husband still love me if I was bigger than him?"
"Aw, how cute. Old people gettin' it on...Okay, I don't want to watch you guys make out anymore." "I wonder what keeps the sparks going after being with someone for decades...or maybe they're newly dating?"
Later that night I went to a couple bars with friends. I skipped out on the parade since I went last year and I didn't want to deal with the crowds. Some notable outfits I saw:
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