It’s been about two weeks since visiting New York. But I feel compelled to cheerlead a little about a show John Chaich curated. He gave me the personal tour, and I love his idea to use typography to convey a wide range of voices on the subject of AIDS/HIV these days. Maybe I am biased—being a lover of type and all. Rah, rah.

Christy’s doing such a great job. I’ve never met a sweeter disposition, despite what it might look like in the first picture.

I did try some, but wouldn’t you know it—I don’t remember.

1. Stripes!
2. Erin and Jean throw intimate and low-key parties like pros.
3. Meagan is an awesome photographer—she took all these pictures.
4. Over half of my pals have the cutest kids now. “Oh my god, what happened to us?” I said a few times. “I still feel like that young guy,” replied Cicero.
5. I love cookies and cream whipped cream (in the pink coffee cup below).
6. The internet’s ring test says it will be a girl. Because the string with the ring made circles above the big belly. I’m not totally sold on this.
7. It was amazing to see everyone. I wish I had way more individual time with all.

(Yep, this posting is about a week late. But I live in the Bahamas, and therefore have less urgency these days.)

Davidson and I ordered 5 arepas and yoyos (top image) from the very-missed Caracas. I can’t even remember the last time we were there. Probably before Jean and Gabriel had a baby, and with them folks.

I lied—there actually are some candids from my short weekend in NYC. I met Erin Hooters, Jody and Adam at Curtains (Jody’s name for it, I think it’s called Fresh Table or something) for brunch. After my favourite pastime (brunching), Erin cleaned out my change purse. Glamourous!