When you’re wandering around Manhattan’s East Village on any given Sunday morning, you’ll find yourself immersed in the busy-ness of coffee shops purveyors, joggers with their dogs, and a peculiar man calling out for his “pet” pigeons in the middle of nearby Washington Square Park. And if you’re lucky, you’ll even find yourself in the middle of an impromptu piano & tuba performance in the middle of aforementioned park, which would beg the question: “Who on God’s green earth would think to bring a piano into the park this early in the morning?”
And notice: the pigeon fella nor the tuba player prompted even a second thought.
Liz and Heather call this neighborhood theirÂ home, and were more than happy to share all the idiosyncrasies of their stomping grounds with me on the morning of their engagement session. Who would’ve guessed that NYU would be bursting at the seams with so much charm?