This is both a link of endorsement and displeasure.
It is a link of endorsement because as a Harlem resident, I’m interested in the fact that this (British?) sounding guy with Rottweilers (!!) has found the beauty in living in Harlem. Which, unlike its stigma, is the friendliest, most be-your-freakin’-self neighborhood ever. Just don’t move there — it’ll get gentrified too fast, and we’ll have hipster warfare again.
Why does it give me displeasure? Because when the hell do you see a Bachelorette Pad featured? Why can’t women live on their own, and have fabulous brownstones with minimalist design and stainless steel appliances?
Shit. I’m posting pictures of my Harlem pad tomorrow. Except it’s two members of the opposite sex living together — and we don’t have sex. It’s awesome.
~Posted by Sammy D
