We walked from Redhook almost all the way to Paul's rooftop party in Bushwick. We paused briefly in front this red art gallery. Eric, BJ, C and I.
The colors of the party, on Paul's roof, were intense. I think it might have had something to do with the fabulous light.
Paul's beau, JP, made the deviled eggs. They flew.
The pink from this alluring cake got all over everyone and everything.
There was David
There was The Doctor
There was Paul
There was JP&Paul
There were The Bushwicked Boys
There was so much more. Should I show more?