I finally ate the pricey vegan cupcakes at BabyCakes. It was worth it. Definitely amazing. Try out the Vanilla, it’s dopetastic.

After taking care of some filming I had to get done, I went around looking for interesting people and things to shoot on camera. There was a guy playing saxaphone on the corner of Allen & E. Houston and so I taped him for a while. But soon I realized that he is Holla Back NYC’s worst nightmare. In between songs, he gathers his friends for weed and can be heard saying things like “hey baby, I like that arch” or “yeah I’m brash because I play brass” and then he laughs in his dirtiness. So ladies if you see this man, beware.
After ingesting his womanizing and his brashy request for my phone to call to his weed dealer, I felt like going elsewhere. I was a bit peckish having not really eaten anything so, I went with a friend to Zozo’s Juice bar and grille. There I indulged in their French Fries with Fresh Garlic and Parsley. Honestly the best thing to eat at 11:30 at night.

And then I cruised home while listening to Rod Stewart’s “Young hearts be free tonight” A very appropriate closing for a fun night. (Photo courtesy of babycakesnyc.com)

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