Today, Bro, Brown and I visited Frank Lloyd Wright's Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum located in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, at 1071 Fifth Ave, on the corner of East 89th St. I've been here once before four years ago and finally, the flame between this museum and I was again ignited. 

I don't think there is a more satisfying museum that this smooth and monochrome building that echoes purity even amongst the most impure abomination: Art. The building is an exhibit alone and since visiting, I want to go back so bad...and it's still the same day.


I'm not going to lie, I didn't use my brain all that much today whilst observing the art works. I didn't try too hard understand what the statements meant and look all arty with my camera (Though I reckon I fooled many of the public ha ha), but rather allowed myself the freedom to simply enjoy the pieces that pleased my eye, like this egg for example. What do u mean...egg? IDK but u look nice and complete and i'm sure ur legit.

Nic indulged in the style of the Guggenheim, so it seems, as he blended into both, the edgy art works and tranquil surroundings. 

This Not-So-Spring weather has got me going for my in between go to outfit - the vintage dress over the black turtle neck. Why not go for the Industrial Revolution look? I love looking like a chimney sweeper. It keeps me grounded. I call this one, the Twisted Oliver.