My much-loved '80s-style pair of ridiculousness has, as my mom would say, "had the biscuit," so the other day I traipsed over to 86th Street in search of an optical shop.

Since it was about five zillion degrees yesterday, I decided to take a quick breather from the afternoon dog walk to plop down in Carl Schurz park and get some sun.

My friend Natasha's cousin and her now-husband's wedding invitation is one of the most original things I've ever seen.