Yesterday we skipped the traditional trappings of a bachelor party, and headed to Prospect Park for a picnic to celebrate the last days of "bachelordom" of one of my best friends, Anton. Who needs pole dancers when you have a passel of your favorite drunk Swedish boys rolling around in the grass, chugging champagne, and singing along to early Belle and Sebastian? It couldn't have been a more perfect day, and I can't wait to celebrate at Anton's wedding next week to Madeleine (they will be both wearing custom designed outfits by Mary Ping!). Afterwards, Jimmy and I headed up to my brother Terrence's dessert-themed birthday party, which featured a massive spread of cakes, cookies, and cheeses, where we ended up hanging out on the balcony playing with my new camera. Don't mistake us for being too terribly twee though---we finished the night with some true bachelor party style revelry at my party at TriBeCa Grand.
Anton, the bachelor, sporting a rather nautical outfit.
Hanging out on the balcony. Hand-me-down vintage Norma Kamali jacket from Mom, Proenza Schouler x Target bustier top, VPL bra, Prada mini-skirt, Gerard Yosca necklace, Forever 21 headband.
I can't seem to get a picture of Jimmy where he isn't making absurd faces or looking/being asleep.