"I’d call you my champion
Thought we had already won
And cracked open our last beer,
Falling asleep in our tears,
Those Brooklyn Nights set us free.
Its not that I don’t wanna love you
Its not that I’m really over it, you know (you know)
Its just that I can’t watch us bleed to death
When we used to be
Brooklyn Nights happy.”
Green with envy. We love the gallery of mirrors painted the same hue as the trim.
Daydream believer: A freestanding bath creates a sculptural focal point in a space that sports an abundance of rich design detail.
I somehow convinced my bf to get this crewneck & he’s now in love with it. Loooooooooooool.