There were three items lots of kids in school had that I never had. Although I really wanted them, the weird thing is, I never asked for them! Today I bitched on Facebook that my Christmas list is always so shitty and lame, consisting of crap I basically need. I think it has been that way for a very long time. The other day, I told you guys I had a thing for pen pals growing up. Well, get this, I recall stamps being on my list! For real. What kid asks for stamps? So what are these "three things" you wonder? Now, don't all rush out to find me these treasures, trust me, we haven't an inch of space in our apartment. And although I admit I still love juvenile stuff, they must be useful and practical. For example: I love Hello Kitty but only when she's gifted to me in the form of like maybe a kitchen towel, a mug (still using my Chococat mug from Aunt Sue from like six Christmases ago!) and ice cube trays (still using the ice cube tray Aunt Chris gave me back in 2005!) ... Get the idea? Like I'd go gaga over a Hello Kitty baking mitt or washcloths. So anyway... back to the three items. The Barbie Dream House and Barbie Townhouse... I need to get my mom on the phone and find out why the hell I was the only kid in kindergarten and first grade that did not have one of these lavish luxuries. I'm left to wonder where the hell did my Barbies live? They were totally homeless. Did I store them in one of those pink travel cases? That's so uncool! Geez. Here are some photos of the girly real estate which I believe was from the late '70s-early '80s time frame. Funny my Barbies weren't homeowners and to this day, neither am I. It's like a sign. It's as if I'm seriously cursed on the housing tip! Final item, which my younger readers won't remember at all... Freezy Freakies! These were the coolest! They totally mystified me the way Shrinky Dinks (those I had!) did. They were like scientifically engineered gloves adorned with cool characters such as The Groovy Ghoulies and Transformers. The thing was, they only appeared when the temperature dropped. So you'd see the images on your gloves while freezing your ten-year-old ass off outside waiting for the bell to ring. However, when you came into school to warm up, the images magically vanished! Totally amazing! Where the hell were mine? Man, was I deprived! Just kidding Mom and Dad if you're lurking :) Freezy Freakies, so freakin' cool! I found 'em on eBay for $10, but what good'll they do me now with my big fat grownup hands :(
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Grove Court townhouses. Manhattan. --- Camera: Sony NEX-6 | Lens: Sony Carl Zeiss Sonnar T* E 24mm F1.8 --- There are so many hidden architectural treasures that are scattered throughout New York City. This is one that I had never seen until recently. This is Grove Court. Grove Court is a row of townhouses that are nestled in far from the street in Greenwich Village (or the West Village depending on who you talk to). The space is tucked away and marked by an iron gate. In fact, it's easy to miss due to its distance from the rest of the neighboring buildings that line the street it is on. The houses that sit in this beautiful alley were first built in the 1840s and Grove Court spent the majority of the 19th century as a spot for the economically challenged lower classes. The story goes that the poor who inhabited these houses were so poor that they were unable to enjoy a typical spot of ale and instead had to drink the leftover remnants of the local pub's beer barrel (the proverbial "bottom of the barrel"). So, for a short period of time, this spot was often referred to as "Mixed Ale Alley". The townhouses were sold to realty company in the 1920s who re-vamped the look of Grove Court hoping that its newer, more charming incarnation would attract a newer crop of artists and writers who were flocking to the West Village.Grove Court is currently a treasured hidden enclave and the townhouses that sit at the end of this ivy-covered alley are worth millions of dollars. -- View more of my New York City photography at my website NY Through The Lens. View my photography profile on Google Plus: New York City photography by Vivienne Gucwa To purchase any of my work view my site gallery for info here.
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