My collection of cameras is growing — although I was hoping that the iphone could at least take a halfway decent photo. I’m not complaining as this little expensive piece of technology, that I have been drooling over for the past few months, does so many other impressive things.

This pig trash can at Coney Island will gladly eat your garbage.

My jewelry stash came in handy for this part of the shoot with Tomo. Hopefullly this photo of ‘fake’ bling will translate into real bling for her. I was flattered to hear that she will be using this pic, among others for her upcoming casting calls. Good luck Tomo!

My friend Jessica recently reminded me of a photo I have from our bitchin’ trip to London a few years back. Who knows what we’re looking at here but it’s definitely not the camera which is pointed at our pod on the London Eye. So we paid a few bucks for the cheesy tourist photo, but for me, it was worth every euro.

I like my cereal, so imagine my excitement when I looked on top of the refrigerator at my cousin’s house. There was more cereal there than I could fit into my Manhattan kitchen. Right on!

My uncle, shown here, and my cousin Dave, both picked up the guitar and shared their talents with all of us at Plogerpalooza.

This was definitely the place to be yesterday. Paul and I drove down to Virginia to participate in the ever-growing, ever-popular Plogerpalooza. Aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, mom, horse shoes, ping pong, potato ‘contraption’ (protecting the innocent), food, beer—all perfect ingredients to make this exceptionally beautiful day in Woodbridge, Va. a blast.