Tuesday afternoon, visually.

Tuesday afternoon

sounds like: Gangsta Luv (Mayer. Snoop. Yup.), Beach House, and SoSuperSam's Cruel Summer mixtape.  Summer. 

tastes like: green juice (kale, cantaloupe, and frozen grapes. I forgot the cilantro this morning.), We Are The Champignons moules frites from Cock and Bowl, and vanilla ice cream in a chocolate cone. Summer. 

feels like: driving with the windows down, mosquitoes biting my ankles, and sweating wherever I go. Summer. 

smells like: bug repellant/res-q, the coldness from any ice cream parlor, garlicky seafood. Summer. 

photo via Nikole Herriott