Wednesday, August 10, 2011

You know your pops told you, "Watch them New York boys".


After a grueling 11 hour work day, I had exhaustion written all over my face and was desperately awaiting the arrival of my train home. My hair was a hot mess, I was wearing baggy slacks and these really attractive shoes yet I still got a "God bless you, gorgeous". Well, damn...really?

New York City men always know how to make you feel beautiful. Even on your worst days.

Keep it up, gentlemen.