An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

E 51st St

I believe those spires are the ones sticking up from St. Patrick’s Cathedral in midtown Manhattan. We had absolutely no free time to walk around and take photographs, but I’m guessing that if Jon and I ever moved to New York we’d have to buy a separate studio apartment just to hold the terabytes upon terabytes of photos we’d take on a daily basis. The textures of that city do not ever end.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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