Fewer spring milestones are happier than when the Brooklyn Flea emerges from its indoor space. We've visited the new Sunday digs in Williamsburg (North 6th St between Kent Ave and the East River) the past two weekends in a row. It's positively spacious. (And hard to spot Shawn: a good portion of the men there have long shaggy hair, beards, and a camera.)
The view of Manhattan cannot be beat.
I look forward to the Flea mostly for the food. (Beyond excited about Smorgasburg, a food-only Flea in the same Williamsburg space on Saturdays starting May 21.) Last weekend was our first time trying Dough's treats. We split three gigantic-yet-fluffy doughnuts: Cafe au Lait, Toasted Coconut, and Dulce de Leche. Words cannot describe the deliciousness.Vintage typewriters.
Once I sampled This & That Jams, I had to buy a jar of the Honey Cardamon Pepita Butter. Isn't the packaging cute? Not that I have any space for them, but I'd love some old seltzer bottles for our apartment.Brooklyn's Saltie had a presence.
Even if it's downright chilly (as it was two weekends ago), even if we're not at all hungry (thanks to the doughnuts), a plum shaved ice from People's Pops is a non-negotiable. Watching them take a blade to that huge block of ice never gets old.Old kids' books.
What I wore (last weekend): thrifted Proenza Schouler top, black Topshop jeggings, Steve Madden Pasport boots (seen here), Rebecca Minkoff Morning After Mini (seen here), Michael Kors watch (seen here) and Rebecca Minkoff bracelet.
Most of these photos were taken by me with Shawn's Nikon D90, which I have "inherited" from him. A few were taken by Shawn with his film Olympus FM2. See his Hasselblad 120 film shots of the Brooklyn Flea (which are amazing) here.