I don’t exactly see a yellow ribbon, but there is definitely something going on with the color yellow here. She has taken my favorite color to new heights, right down to her fingernails.

This construction worker-turned-sun-worshiper certainly lives a dual life. I spoke with this guy (and, of course took some pretty great close-ups) and wanted to know his motivation. I think he just genuinely loves his body but in a very modest sort of way (believe it or not) — unlike the macho muscle men showing off at the children’s playground further down the beach. Probably in most other countries a site like this is nothing new, but here in America, some eyebrows might be raised. Each to their own, I always say.

Yesterday, I think I was anticipating America’s birthday. Without realizing it, I ate my way through the day with an all-American diet. In the morning I had my bowl of cornflakes, then in between shooting many interesting people and things at Coney Island, I had lemonade, cotton candy, a caramel apple, and a Nathan’s hotdog. Back in the west village I continued with a fat, juicy burger, fries, local beer and topped it all with a homemade nestle toll house cookie. Today I think I’ll have sushi.

Ernie: slightly bottom heavy, toes turned inward — pigeon-like, acute sense of hearing enabled by independently swivelling ears, permanent wink, insanely cute.

What a great day for a picnic yesterday. We had everything, including overpriced lobster rolls, wine, eclairs, and of course, Hello Kitty dishware.

Despite the summer haze, this fearless worker has quite a spectacular view of Manhattan. I’d rather enjoy it from the comfort of my friend Pam’s beautiful home.

Obviously, when you have hair like this it is necessary to do some cool things with it. Technically, the photo could use a little work, but Tomo strikes the right pose.