The pavement. I would have been intrepidly blogging my boy's cinching up of the Democratic nomination, but I opted instead for stitching up after taking a quick pit stop on the upper layers of Delancey and Allen.
I know that posting this pic is a somewhat risky move. The Paparazzi will swarm. I am jeopardizing my ability to leave a restaurant or walk a child in a stroller in peace.
Maybe when I can open both of my eyes the attention will fade.