One Twenty Five

With all my restaurant “reviews,” and artsy posts you’d think I’ve recently become sophisticated, proper and posh, or something, but do not fret my dears… yesterday I took part in New York City’s No-Pants Subway ride.

It was completely spontaneous (Sarah and I saw a large group of people outside the Queen’s museum, decided to investigate, and voilà! then joined in on the improv fun). I did not prepare to ride the subway in my undies that morning (re: red thong), and of course instantly panicked at the thought of my thunder thighs and cottage-cheese legs out in the open for everyone to see, but I am so proud of myself, because you guys… I still did it!

Improv Everywhere is the organization that put it together… organizing thousands of light hearted people throughout NYC (and the world) to take off their pants while riding the rails. It was lot of fun, and something completely out of the box for me.

[Ed note: don’t be fooled by my red jacket, it had a big slit in the back and was quite drafty. And oh yes, my friends, bare bum on subway seat happened]