Central Park







A part of me misses the snow, since I was born and raised in California. And another part is sick of the cold and would rather be half naked on a beach. Or at least able to ride my skateboard, have outdoor photo shoots, and kick it.

This is only my second winter here on the East Coast. If it wasn't for the internet, boots, friend's houses, and the occasional party; I would've been miserable. Hopefully there won't be anymore snow storms. But if there are I could always go back to Central Park to take more photos.