When meeting up with friends for lunch in my old Brooklyn-neighborhood on Wednesday, I thought it was a great idea to bike there. Much better than the G train, right?!

Well, during lunch it started pouring and didn’t stop. So, as irony would have it, we ended up on the G train, with our bikes in tow. I’ve never taken my bike on the subway before, another NY-first to cross of the list I guess.

Once home, I changed out of my soaked clothes and into my cozy ones. Later, I decided my comfy western shirt could stay on and come with me to dinner…

/// plaid shirt, BF’s / blazer, H&M / black jeans, Stella McCartney / heels, very old from Din Sko / faux leather fringe bag, Lindex ///

The postcards from the past continues, this one from Portland, in August 08. I had shorter hair and a definite thing for denim and stripes.

We stayed at The Ace Hotel, which is close to the Pearl District and has a Stumptown Coffee next door. Three things I love: Portland, The Ace and Stumptown Coffee! Our room had a view of indie bookstore Powell’s books, and there were awesome matching Jörg & Olif bikes to borrow, which we did. Every day.

Breakfast next door to the Ace, at Kenny & Zuke’s, followed by more bike riding over the steel bridges and dinner at Clyde Common, on the other side of the hotel entrance. Really, we could have stayed on that one street the whole time.

It was late summer and still hot. To follow that theme we went to a hot rod show (where paisley scarves were banned) to ogle some shiny, brightly colored cars and passed by classic Mary’s strip club every night on our way home.

We also visited Nike’s headquarters (where we were tempted to park in Michael Jordan’s assigned spot, got to peek into the top secret innovation kitchen and shopped til we dropped at the company store), drove in circles on a mountain going to visit friends (thanks GPS), and scored some thrifty finds. I think there were pineapple drinks somewhere in there too. Before heading to the airport, we had one final lunch at Clyde Common, and took a box of their to-die-for spiced popcorn to go.