[Photo by Flickr User benrubenstein]
Pushing a stroller up the hill from 5th Avenue to Prospect Park for adventures in the Tot Lot is kind of like hiking, only WAY worse and with even MORE people wearing Teva sandals. The only things that make that make this trek tolerable is a) I'm usually double-fisting a cheese danish and a raspberry danish (SO MANY DANISHES) and b) I always walk up Garfield Place.
Why? Because everyone on this block has huge windows and super fancy furniture, and I just want some beautiful floor to ceiling drapes, OK? It's like, SOME OF US don't have room in our apartments for all the Eames-molded plastic furniture that we see in our wet dreams. And there's nothing wrong with trolling the streets for vicarious hurrahs while binge-eating, sweating, and preparing your body for the horrors of the Tot Lot.
Also, the best time for non-creepy window peeping is twilight (OMG, KStewwwww!), when people have their lights on, but have yet to close their blinds.
So many pendant lamps.