This falls into the “makes all the hustle n bustle bullshit not matter” category. Especially when they play well. He did.
You are allowed to determine how I knew these were tourists, but I’ll let you know the zipperpack on his chest reads “SAFETY PACK!”. Which says “yes. let all the crazy people know your money and passport are right in front of your heart”
Does she know? Does she always? Did she get ready and then ‘get down’ with a person of interest? Does she only do the front of her hair because no one ever told her to look at the back? Did she wake up late? Did someone tell her this is ‘en vogue?’ Why. Why. Why. IT’S SO SPECIFICALLY MESSY.
I wonder! Is that dude is drunk?!?! Clearly. If the ‘passed out snoring” did’t let me know. The cat face did. (not Halloween, FYI)
He made me nervous, for the gent did not need those crutches. He did not need that bandana over his eyes. He had a lot of oranges spread out on 3 seats. And he kept saying ‘fuck you motherfucker’. The oranges for some reason scare me the most.
This is officially my new favorite photo of all time. She is not sad. She is fake-pouting. Because they are a couple and they are FLIRTING. D train, your gifts are plentiful.
True teen love on the N train in Queens. I took a bunch of photos cause they just kept being adorable a million different ways.
As a writer and makeup artist, I am left nearly wordless about this woman. I have a lot of feelings for her. That’s a face that’s seen a lot, and I kind of love her for it.
Weird New York kids, the older generation: These were Manhattan kids home from their first year away at school. They are laughing as one of their friends (unpictured) tried to speak freshman year Chinese to an old Chinese lady who was very tired and not having it. They are on their way to a party in ‘Brookland’. And were all like “omiga where ARE we.’ suckas.
I wanted to ask this couple if they needed help wherever they were going. Because I would help them get there, and then I would stalk them back to their house and curl up on their couch and make them tell me stories. I imagined also they are time-travelers from Ireland.
You can see his face as he spins! (I would like to thank my new iphone for that). I will never be so over it that I won’t smile at the dudes dancing on subways. NEVER. (and you will continue to see them here. because I think it’s magic)
I have nothing to say about this girl but she’s awesome. Her eye makeup was killer. She is clearly going OUT, bitches.
That man stared at those women for 20 minutes. When we got on the train, the ladies struck up a conversation with him.
FAVORITE NEW FRIENDS EVER. 1. The man on the right has a #1 Pop Pop on his sweatshirt and he just seemed lovely with old faded devil tattoos on his arms. The dude on the left is knitting a scarf. #1 Pop Pop was really interested in his technique and introduced himself. JUST LOVELY.
Well, shucks—he’s in hunter boots sitting duck-toed and staring off absently while holding a book. and I just thought it was striking. (popped collar too, y’all. precious)
Apparently these two dudes are trying to dismantle a bomb or something. Also… dude on left? you’re too old for that. (what’s ‘that’, sarah?) EVERYTHING THAT’S GOING ON WITH HIM. too old.
Say what you must, but you must respect a lady in fake lashes. and liner. and a pink lip (is this ‘creme de la femme’ MAC people? and a mullet. and a torn jean jacket. and orange bronzer blush blended up to her temples.
Yeah that’s that dude’s bike. Yeah it is. It’s padlocked to the pole (as if anyone would ever try to steal that dude’s bike from him specifically with him sitting RIGHT THERE) which has more skulls on it than you may REALIZE. I just like how peaceful he looks. Gazing peacefully at his wheels. Maybe he’s thinking about what he wants for dinner. Or maybe he’s thinking about how pretty flowers are. Or maybe he’s wondering where he’s gonna take his badass bike next.