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this was for valentine's day. we went to a college improv show with a dress fancy theme, then took a train to nyc and found ourselves in a french restaurant that despite being advertised by yelp as relatively affordable, was instead a place where they served $40 entrees. There was an option for a flat $55 three-course meal, so we both said fuck it and shelled out. we had foie gras (fuckin delicious), filet mignon, and raspberry mousse. one of the best dinners i've ever had, the name of the place escapes me but would recommend A+.
we then went to a comedy show up the street at Gotham Comedy Theater and had a great time, wish i could remember the comedian's name. afterwards, we caught the train back to my girl's college, listened to the broken-heart rants of an odd fellow that had a bit much to drink, got back to my girl's dorm, proceeded to get really drunk and watched House of Cards until we passed out.
good day.
we also tried to play with cones on our heads like in Her, but my head was too big. so we just swordfought.
oh, and:
marni sweater
lad musician shirt
levis jeans
damir doma creepers
not pictured: cdgh coat and damir doma scarf.